Had me a woman down in Tennessee Boy she used to love me Free fever got me and I had to go I never seen that woman no more
New York City is a place I been I was there one time with a travellin' band Young girl there wanted me to stay I think she wanted me to pay
Roll it out, roll it in Here we go down the road again Drifters life is a drifters wife Don't say I didn't tell you so
Travellin' man now he don't know Only what he hears on the radio Politics and money don't bother him Only good lookin' women and a bottle of gin
Portland, Oregon, to the Mexican line Boy let me tell you the women are fine If you don't hang around there very long They'll never ever know you're gone
Roll it out, roll it in Here we go down the road again Drifters life is a drifters wife Don't say I didn't tell you soTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
