I gotta guitar all my own I gotta quarter for the telephone I ain't headed down this highway all alone One two three and maybe four Honey, they're knockin' on my door I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Got no daddy but I got a ma Think she lives in arkansas Maybe I'll go see her some old day It ain't like she'd really care It ain't like she'd pay no fare But I might just blow on through there anyway
Headed down to alabam Cause some trouble if I can Aw, buddy, would you like to come along? It's a place I never been And you know I could use a friend They say they'll give us twenty bucks a song
I gotta guitar all my own I gotta quarter for the telephone I ain't headed down this highway all alone One two three and maybe four Honey, they're knockin' on my door You know I'm gonna miss you when I'm gone
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