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Hank Snow

I'm Movin'

 

I'm Movin'

(альбом: Cure For The Blues - 1970)


I've been moving I've been moving

Down a dusty road along the railroad line
In the spring fall winter and the summertime
Cross the river and the creek and the mounted peak
In the alley in the valley every day of the week
I've been moving I've been moving

Standing by the road with my thumb in the air
I got dust on my face and dirt in my hair
A beer truck stops and I get in the back
Mith a load of booze sitting on a gunney sack
Mighty dry and so I broke a keg and drained it dry
The driver stopped and threw me off man I could barely walk
But I'm movin yes I'm moving

Down a dusty road along the railroad line
In the spring fall winter and the summertime
Cross the river and the creek and the mounted peak
In the valley in the alley every day of the week
I'm moving I keep moving
And I'll keep moving till I'm moving on off my mind

Well I'm walking twenty miles to the nearest hick town
I got holes in my socks and my shoes broken down
In a coffee shop there everybody stares
Order up a meal that could choke a millionaire
Eat the food taste good I'm done better run
No dough better go before the sheriff comes
I'm moving I keep moving

Down a dusty road along the railroad line
In the spring fall winter and the summertime
Cross the river and the creek and the mounted peak
In the alley in the valley every day of the week
I keep moving I keep moving
And I'll keep moving till I move it on off my mind

Well back on the road with my thumb held high
I'm hoping some chick will come and give me a ride
I'll show her I'm a hot stud here she comes
A rich chick who gets her kicks from highway thumbs
I climb on we're gone wining and dining
I con fifty bucks and leave the next one a crying
I'm moving yes I'm moving

Down a dusty road along the railroad line...

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