I’ve got the western stars to?guide me?Dixie Sweet and low all night low
I?can hear those fiddles high above me?A?woman smiles as?I?sing my?song
I’ve stood in?line I’ve earned my?keep
And I?know she’ll cry when I’m gone
A?neon sign calls me?to?sleep
But I’m wide awake so?I?roll on?Travelin' man, ride as?far as?I?can stand
My?momma cries for the life I?choose
And I?need a?beer, but it’s too damn far away from here
And I?don’t have time to?sing the blues
I?know I?drink more than I?should
But I?can’t slow down for my?destiny
Lord knows I’d stop if?I?could
But the saints of?old lift their glass to?me?Travelin' man, ride as?far as?I?can stand
My?momma cries for the life I?choose
And I?need a?beer, but it’s too damn far away from here
And I?don’t have time to?sing the blues
Travelin' man, ride as?far as?I?can stand
My?momma cries for the life I?choose
And I?need a?beer, but it’s too damn far away from here
And I?don’t have time to?sing the blues