Well I'm so tired of cryin'
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I'm out on the road again,
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I'm out on the road again.
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Well I'm so tired of cryin'
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I'm out on the road again,
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I'm out on the road again.
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I ain't got no woman just
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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 fare, oh, not even no
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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 on my
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wicked son"
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Take a tip 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 tip 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 mornin' down the
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road I'm goin'.
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But I ain't goin' down
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That long old lonesome road
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All by myself.
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But I ain't goin' 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 gonna carry
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somebody else.
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On The Road Again
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| Les Rockets |
