My dusty feet have kicked the stones. Between a thousand railroad ties. From Boston down to New Orleans. I left the girls a-cryin'. . But I've still got some ramblin' in me.
I've been up and down and around and 'round and back again,. I've been so many places I can't remember where or when.. And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend.
I was born to sing a good-time song. You know that nothin' used to bring me down. . 'Til the day I fell in love with you. And baby that's the day I found....