Walkin' Down the Road
(GUITAR & PIANO INTRO)well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my headhad to leave my mama in my big brass bedwell, sun is shinin' on me and you know it sure feels fineLord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my handwalked up to the window like a nat'ral born mansaid I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time(choo-choo, choo-choo)Lord, I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on timewell, these two dollar shoes, Lord, they hurt my feet,but that fifty-cent liquor, well it could not be beatand I see no reason, reason to be sad'cause I'm goin' where them cold, cold winds don't blowwhere the streams and rivers, Lord, they all run slowain't no use in cryin', cryin' over what you hadLord, ain't no use in cryin', cryin over what you had(NATIONAL STEEL SOLO)
(ahhh, ahhh)well, I'm walkin' down the road with my hat on my headhad to leave my mama in my big brass bedwell, sun is shinin' on meand you know it sure feels fineLord, I made it to the station with my suitcase in my handwalked up to the window like a nat'ral born mansaid I sure do hope that choo-choo train runs on time(choo-choo, choo-choo)______________________________________________________________________Lyrics are copyright 1972, 1975, Lost Cabin Music
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