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Well, I'm so tired of crying,
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But I'm out on the road again.
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I'm on the road again.
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Well, I'm so tired of crying,
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But I'm out on the road again.
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I'm on the road again.
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I ain't got no woman
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Just to call my special friend.
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You know the first time I traveled
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Out in the rain and snow -
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In the rain and snow,
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You know the first time I traveled
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Out in the rain and snow -
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In the rain and snow,
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I didn't have no payroll,
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Not even no place to go.
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And my dear mother left me
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When I was quite young -
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When I was quite young.
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And my dear mother left me
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When I was quite young -
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When I was quite young.
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She said "Lord, have mercy
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On my wicked son."
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Take a hint from me, mama,
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Please don't you cry no more -
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Don't you cry no more.
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Take a hint from me, mama,
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Please don't you cry no more -
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Don't you cry no more.
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'Cause it's soon one morning
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Down the road I'm going.
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But I aint going down
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That long old lonesome road
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All by myself.
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But I aint going down
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That long old lonesome road
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All by myself.
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I can't carry you, Baby,
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Gonna carry somebody else.
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On The Road Again
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| Canned Heat |
