Road Dog Blues

(by K. Brown)

Sittin' on the front porch
and the sun is sinkin' low
pass the jug and have another round
before I go
back out on the road again
Lord I hate to go (yes i do)

Puttin' on my highway shoes
And trippin' down the line
tied up in a mess of knots
I fell down once or twice
but don't you worry boy
the potter's wheel is turnin round (round, round)
get back up put on those shoes
Lord I got them road dog blues

Well I'm headin on to Waycross, GA
down the Macon line
those good old boys are in the swing
the stringbox keepin time
Skydog slidin' in the groove
the Brothers got me feelin loose and fine ( yes they do)
Puttin on them travelin shoes
Lord I got them road dog blues

(Break)

Blue sky lookin' back at me
I'm just a ramblin' man
roll along and sing a song
it's all part of the plan
Lord you know I hate to leave you
steppin' in my highway shoes (yes, yes)
easin' out the back door
Lord I got them road dog blues

Nuthin' but a puff of breeze
Lord I got them road dog blues