Been going
Down the
Road
Long as I can recall
Probably be my
Last
Memory
     
Always been
Afraid of
Roots
Wandering ways my
Comfort
Home
Companion
      
Got no
Family
Ties
Probably end my
Days
Old
Alone
    
I do feel
Sad
Sometimes
For those who
Wanted me to stay
Cried when I
Moved on
        
Sometimes I
Do
Wish
I could've been
Who they
Wanted me to
Be
      
Probably do
Me
Good
Finding a
Good loving woman
Place to call
Home
      
But I've
Never been
One
Who has done what is
Good for me
Always looking for
More pain
      
Play me a good
Traveling
Song
And I'll be on my
Way
Heel to toe
Again

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