Talkin' 'bout a life on the
street
Gonna think about an itch
in my feet
Can't you hand me down them
highway shoes
Lord knows I'm talkin' 'bout
the walkin' blues
I got the rockin' pneumonia
blues
And I'm headed home, bye-bye
Woh, don't you know
Woh, don't you know
Listen here now, don't you
come 'round
Talkin' bout over yonder
Bound to wake up the walkin'
man in me
And I'm bound to wanderin'
Hey now, talkin' all about
'spooning into bone
Looking just like Sherlock
Holmes
Looking for a needle in a
haystack
Seein' and eatin' lots of
fatback
Talkin' 'bout a railroad track
And I'm going home, goodbye
Woh, don't you know
Woh, don't you know
Woh, don't you know
You oughta know
You oughta know
You oughta know
You oughta know like a fish
in the stream
Oughta know like a leaf on
the tree
Oughta know like a boat in
the sea.
Marco Giunco |
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