| Well I’m so tired of cryin' but I’m out on the road again — I’m on the road
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| again.
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| Well I’m so tired of cryin' but I’m out on the road again — I’m on the road
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| again.
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| I ain’t got no woman just to call my special friend.
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| And I’m going to leave the city, got to go away.
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| I’m going to leave the city, got to go away.
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| All this fussing and fighting, man I sure can’t stay.
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| You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow — in the rain and
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| snow.
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| You know the first time I travelled out in the rain and snow — in the rain and
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| snow.
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| I didn’t have no fellow, not even no place to go.
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| And my dear mother left me when I was quite young — when I was quite young.
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| And my dear mother left me when I was quite young — when I was quite young.
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| She said «Lord have mercy on my wicked son.»
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| Take a hint from me mama please don’t you cry no more — don’t you cry no more.
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| Take a hint from me mama please don’t you cry no more — don’t you cry no more.
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| Cause it’s soon one morning down the road I’m gone.
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| But I ain’t going down that long and lonesome road — all by myself.
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| But I ain’t going down that long and lonesome road — all by myself.
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| I can’t carry you baby, gonna carry somebody else. |