Gotta Travel On

I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
Summer is almost gone,
yeah winter is coming on
I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
And I feel like I got to travel on

Well, Poppa writes to Johnny,
but Johnny can't come home
Johnny can't come home, no Johnny can't come home
Poppa writes to Johnny,
but Johnny can't come home
'Cause he has been on the chain gang, too long

I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
Summer is almost gone,
yeah winter is coming on
I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
And I feel like I got to travel on

High sheriff and police riding after me
Riding after me, yeah coming after me
High sheriff and police are riding after me
And I feel like I got to travel on

I Want to see my honey, want to see her bad
Want to see her bad, yeah I want to see her bad
I Want to see my honey, want to see her bad
She is the best girl, this poor boy ever had

I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
Summer is almost gone,
Yeah winter is coming on
I have laid around and played around
this old town too long
And I feel like I got to travel on
Yes I feel like I got to travel on



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Clayton
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