Gotta Travel On lyrics
Paul Clayton
Chorus:
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long. Summer's almost
gone. Winter's comin' on.
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long and I feel like I
gotta travel on.
Papa writes to Johnny. Johnny can't come home. Johnny can't come home, no,
Johnny can't come home.
Papa writes to Johnny. Johnny can't come home for he's been on the chain gang
too long.
High sheriff and police comin' after me. Comin' after me, oh, comin' after
me.
High sheriff and police comin' after me and I feel like I gotta travel on.
(Chorus)
Want-a see my honey. Want-a see her bad. Want-a see her bad, oh, I want-a see
her bad.
Want-a see my honey and I want-a see her bad. She's the best gal this poor boy
ever had.
(Chorus)
And I feel like I gotta travel, done laid around, done stayed around this old
town too long.
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