Well, I don't give a damn about a green back dollar
Spend it fast as I can
For a wailing song and a good guitar
Are the only things that I understand
Oh Lord, the only things that I understand

Some people say I'm a no count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born traveling man
Doing what I think I should
Oh Lord, doing what I think I should

When I was a little baby, my mother said, hey son
Travel where you will
And grow to be a man
And do what must be done
Oh Lord, do what must be done
Now that I'm a grown man
I've traveled here and there
I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song
Are the only ones who ever care
Oh Lord, are the only ones who ever care

@travel
recorded by Jeannie West and Kilby Snow
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