Blue Dogs
Blue Dogs - On The Road Again lyrics
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Well I went out with that girl, wanna know the reason why That girl likes doing things on the sly Sat down for dinner to be soft and hot She never even put a stew bone in the pot She's on the road again, sure as you're born Natural born he's been on the road again He's on the road again, sure as you're born Man comes round here, he's looking for his hat Wants to know where your husband's at I don't know, he's on his way to the pen Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again She's on the road again, sure as you're born Natural born he's been on the road again He's on the road again, sure as you're born Went to my house the front door was locked Went 'round to my window, but my window was locked Jumped right back, shook my head, Big old rounder in my folding bed Jumped into the window, broke the glass Never seen that little rounder run so fast She's on the road again, sure as you're born Natural born he's been on the road again He's on the road again, sure as you're born