Seems every time I get somewhere, I'm leavin'.
I get so tired of the smell of diesel
Every time I get somewhere, it seems I've got to go
Living, living out on the road.
(Pattern 2)
The girl in the bar room, darlin', she says you need some sleep.
No matter how I try it seems I just can't get any.
It's another place another face, just like the ones before,
Living, living out on the road.
(Pattern 1)