Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Traveling Bone, artist - Tony Joe White. Date of issue: 31.12.1970
Song language: English
Traveling Bone |
| Traveling down on highway 65 and I was cold |
| The wind was howling loud around my shoes |
| I turned my back into the wind |
| And pulled my blue jeans coat up around my head |
| I had a job driving trucks for the city |
| I’ve made her and hit her but I quit it |
| And left the place the same way I came in |
| And went up to North Carolina |
| With good intentions of being a pipeline man |
| To back of fields and rolling hills |
| And the autumn leaves they were rigging |
| But I’ll take my load to the open road |
| 'Cause my traveling bone is here |
| If you see me passing by your window |
| Or should you find my campfire aside the road |
| Remember that I’m only looking for |
| Something that I lost a long, long time ago |
| To back of fields and rolling hills |
| And the autumn leaves they were rigging |
| But I’ll take my load to the open road |
| 'Cause my traveling bone is aching, oh yeah |