Well I'm so tired of cryin' but I'm out on the road again - I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no Man just to call my special friend.
You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow - in the rain and snow.
I didn't have no fellow, not even no place to go.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young - when I was quite young.
She said "Lord have mercy on my wicked son."
Take a hint from me mama please don't you cry no more - don't you cry no more.
Cause it's soon one morning down the road I'm gone.
But I ain't going down that long and lonesome road - all by myself.
I can't carry you baby, gonna carry somebody else.
Pakker sakene for en tur til linkøping og stockholm igjen.
Im on the road agean!