Travellin' Man

Darlin', are you dying to breathe
We're going down the highway, at breakneck speed
Rolling up on Raleigh, the land of the free
I've got two bottles of Jack, won't you share them with me

Cos I'm a Travellin' Man, with a gun in my hand
And a bottle, that wasn't free
Cos I've got two stops left
And I'm doing what's best
I'm gonna set you free, leave you be
Sing with me

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la

Cos she's a young, a young mum to be
And he's a million miles from where he should be
She's got scars up her arm, tells her history
Says he's the father, still a mystery

If I told you a secret, do you think you could keep it
A whisper means you would speak it
The lips that are closed will leak it
Like they always do
Like they always do
Like they always do
Like they always, like they always

Cos I'm a Travellin' Man, with a gun in my hand
And a bottle, that wasn't free
Cos I've got two stops left
And I'm doing what's best
I'm gonna set you free, leave you be
Sing with me

Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la
Sha la la la



Credits
Writer(s): Matty Cartwright
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