Sing a traveling Song
Hey, little Girl, with tears in your eyes,
Don't waste your time now askin? me why;
I don't know, I know I'll just be movin? along;
You say that home is where my love is at;
I say that home is where I hang my hat;
I don't know, I know I'll just be movin? along;
The time has come to sing a travelling song.
You want a house and a lot of close friends;
I love the feel of my back to the wind.
The two won't match, you know,
To cage the wild would be wrong.
You think that love is friends,
A child and a home;
You can't buy love on a twenty year loan.
The time has come to sing a travelling song.
Someday where we sat in your old old porch swing,
A tamer man may offer you a ring.
A man that wants his friends and neighbors,
A child and a home.
Don't waste your tears on love that never could be;
What's right for others just ain't right for me.
The time has come to sing a travelling song.
Writer(s): Kenneth Barry Jones
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