| Chad: I’m just a roustabout
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| Shifted from town to town
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| No job can hold me down, I’m just a knock-around guy
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| There’s a lot of space beneath that sky
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| Till I find my place there’s no doubt…
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| I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
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| And even if a pretty girl, should catch my eye
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| I’ll give her a quick «hello», and a fast goodbye
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| Oh, I’ll go the way I want
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| Driftin' just like the sand
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| Doin' what job I can
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| Changing my plans as I choose
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| Long as I keep happy I can’t lose
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| Till I find my place there’s no doubt
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| I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
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| I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
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| Rovin', Rovin', Rovin', Roustabout |