Done laid around and stayed around this old town to long sommers almost gone yeh winters commin on Done laid around and stayed around this old town to long and I feel like I gotta travel on there's a lonesome freight at six'o eight commin through the town commin through the town yeh I'll be homeward bound A lonesome freight at six'o eight a commin through the town but I feel like I gotta travel on That chilly wind will soon begin but I'll be on my way I'll be on my way yeh I'll be home to stay That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way But I feel like I gotta travel on (not sure on next verse) High Police and Sherriff are commin after me yeh commin after me yeh commin after me The high Police and Sherriff are comin after me and I feel like I gotta travel on wanna see my honey, wanna see her bad wanna see my honey, wanna see her bad she's the best girl a man could ever have Papa writes to Johnny But Johnny can't come home Johnny can't come home no Johnny can't come home Papa writes to Johnny but Johnny can't come home cause he's been on the chain gaing to long
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