I woke up this mornin', looked around my four walls
And a dream told me you ain’t happy at all
I packed up my bags, I took my last look and then
Look out pretty mom, I’m on the road again

I’m on the road again
I’m on the road again
Look out pretty mom, I’m on the road again

I ran home last night to get my dinner hot
I pulled on the door to find the door was locked
I jumped through my window and believe it or not
She had not even put my dinner into the pot

I’m on the road again
I’m on the road again
Look out pretty mom, I’m on the road again

I’ve never been evil, I’ve never been sly
But if I sit some place and let the time roll by
I start to get restless, pack my bags up and then
Look out pretty mom, I’m on the road again

I’m on the road again
I’m on the road again
Look out pretty mom, I’m on the road again

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