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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGotta Travel On
Done laid around and stayed around this old town to longsommers almost gone yeh winters commin onDone laid around and stayed around this old town to longand I feel like I gotta travel onthere's a lonesome freight at six'o eight commin through the towncommin through the town yeh I'll be homeward boundA lonesome freight at six'o eight a commin through the townbut I feel like I gotta travel onThat chilly wind will soon begin but I'll be on my wayI'll be on my way yeh I'll be home to stayThat chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my wayBut I feel like I gotta travel on(not sure on next verse)High Police and Sherriff are commin after meyeh commin after me yeh commin after meThe high Police and Sherriff are comin after meand I feel like I gotta travel onwanna see my honey, wanna see her badwanna see my honey, wanna see her badshe's the best girl a man could ever havePapa writes to Johnny But Johnny can't come homeJohnny can't come home no Johnny can't come homePapa writes to Johnny but Johnny can't come homecause he's been on the chain gaing to long
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