I woke up this mornin´, looked around my four walls And a dream told me you ain´t happy at all I packed up my bags, I took my last look and then Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road again
I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road again
I ran home last night to get my dinner hot I pulled on my door and found the door was locked I jumped through my window and believe it or not She had not even put my dinner in the pot
I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road again
I´ve never been evil and I´ve never been sly But if I sit some place and let the time roll by I start to get restless, pack my bags up and then Look out pretty mom, I´m on the road again
I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) I´m on the road again (Just as sure as you´re born) Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road again