Gotta Travel On - Webb Pierce

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’ve gotta travel on

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

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’ve gotta travel on

High sheriff and police riding after me

Riding after me, yeah, they’re coming after me

High sheriff and police riding 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’ve gotta travel on

I wanna see my honey, wanna see her bad

Wanna see her bad, yeah, wanna see her bad

Wanna see my honey, wanna see her bad

She’s the best girl 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’ve gotta travel on

And I feel like I’ve gotta travel on