| 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 And my dear mother left me When I was quite young
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| When I was quite young
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| And my dear mother left me 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 |