Some people say I'm a no 'count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a nat'ral born travellin' man
Doin' what I think should, oh yeah
Doin' what I think should
Chorus:
When I was a little baby my mama said, hey son
Travel where you will and grow to be a man
But sing what must be sung, poor boy Sing what must be sung
And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar
I spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
The only things that I understand, poor boy
The only things that I understand
Chorus
Now that I'm a grown man
I've travelled here and there
I found that a jug of brandy and a song
Are the only ones who care, poor boy
The only ones who care
Chorus
1 | Bad, Bad Leroy Brown |
2 | Operator |
3 | Photographs And Memories |
4 | Lover's Cross |
5 | Walkin' Back To Georgia |
6 | A Long Time Ago |
7 | Age |
8 | Rapid Roy |
9 | Alabama Rain |
10 | New York's Not My Home |