Lyrics Nancy Sinatra – Back On The Road
Text:
She
Racing wheels under some great old bus
He
Children’s faces sometimes smile at us
Miles of concrete roads that run our beat
He
Twelve o’clock I guess it’s time to eat
She
Hail buddy, have you got a dime?
He
Thank you friend, we’ll pay you back some time
Candy bar and a glass of water meal
She
Can’t help much to change the way we feel
Everything we are is on our backs
He
Wrapped up in these old brown gummy sacks
She
Think we’ll sit us down and rest our loads
He
Then we’ll get back on the road
He
Ten more miles with all the county line
She
Where we hear the people treat you kind
He
The bummer’s good, the sheriff’s got a dog named Male
She
Sometimes we just sleep the night in jail
He
Steady and stop and let us climb some time
I know he would but the company won’t let him
She
Think old Joe was our one and only friend
He
What’s that noise? It’s someone call our names
She
Guess it’s just some children playing games
He
Think we’ll sit us down and rest our loads
then we’ll get back on the road
She
Tell me Sir what do you call this town?
He
A pretty name Sir, and a pretty sound
She
It’s funny Sir, our feet don’t hurt no more
He
Our old backs ain’t felt this good before
She
And something else Sir, while we think of it
we’re not hungry Sir, no not one bit!
Is that Tommy Blake and Daddy Sue
He
Thought they died way back in ’62
She
Well, thank you Sir, you are so very kind
He
We’ll stay a little while if you don’t mind
She
We’ll sit and talk Sir, and we’ll rest our loads
He
Then we’ll get back on the road
