Tekster: Jimmy Dean. Gotta Travel On.

I've laid around and played around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone yes winter's coming on
I've laid around and played around this old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

Well, 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 gang too long

High sheriff and police riding after me
Riding after me, yes, coming after me
High sheriff and police they're coming after me
And I feel like I've gotta travel on

I've laid around and played around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone yes winter's coming on
I've laid around and played around this old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on

Well, I wanna see my honey and I wanna see her bad
Wanna see her bad, oh, wanna see her bad
I wanna see my honey wanna see her bad
She's the best gal this poor boy ever had

I've laid around and played around this old town too long
Summer's almost gone yes winter's coming on
I've laid around and played around this old town too long
And I feel like I gotta travel on
Travel on, travel on travel, on