Tekster: Roger Miller. Meanwhile Back In Abilene.

Movin' all around movin' all around won't you settle down in this old town
On the move honey that's my groove travel everywhere breathing in the air
I don't have a care in this old world and I feel fine everything is mine
Meanwhile back in Abilene the sun is coming up
And the milkman's making all the rounds he made when I was just a pup
Barbershop will open up and Jacksons drugstore too
And they'll talk about this poor young wandering fool
Taking in the sights see the city lights smiling at the girls and being cool
Having fun my life has just begun fishing in the stream with a piece of string
All I catch is turles and old boots and I don't mind cos I'm feeling fine


Meanwhile back in Abilene the sun is going down
And the drive-in restaurants the only place to go to hear a sound

Drive-in crowd know each and every one by their first name
And they'll talk about me wonder if I've changed
Movin' all around movin' all around won't you settle down in this old town
On the move honey that's my groove travel everywhere breathing in the air
I don't have a care in this old world and I feel fine everything is mine
Taking in the sights...