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Travellin' man
You grab your rags
And pack your bags
Then while I'm thinkin' you're near
You're a million miles from here
Travellin' man
You fry your fish
And then you wish
The sea would be lappin' your door
And sure enough
I don't see you no more
Till you run short of money
Have the wherewithal to have a ball
I didn't know the choo choo
ever runs this way
Until my roving papa hits a rainy day
Travellin' man
I've been too kind
And kinda blind
Papa all things have to change
I've got me a type
Corny slippers and pipe
He don't believe
That home life is tripe
So travellin' man
There'll be no struggle and strife
Keep on travellin' -
for the rest of your life