Blues Rock

I been travellin travellin

Don't know where to go

I been everywhere baby

Don't want to go back no more

Left home when i was a kid

All i ever did was roam

Now i want to settle down baby

But i ain't got no happy home

I ride the cart from chicago

Never been inside a passenger cart

The rods are all i know

So sorry baby

That i've got to go

So sorry baby

That i've got to go

By this time tomorrow i'll be a long ways down the road