By HappyRon

It's not the singing
It's the traveling
That makes my day so long
I love the singing
And so I'll just keep traveling
It's time for moving on

Manager Bob wants his money
Wife says please feed me honey
I have to hit the road and play the game

REPEAT CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL

Playing my songs I'd do for free
But the crowds won't come to me
It's time to see the world and spread my name

REPEAT CHORUS

One day almost going broke
Next day I'm flush in Roanoke
The towns all seem so different and yet the same

REPEAT CHORUS

ALTERNATIVE VERSE 2
I'm a stationary mover (I'm stationary moving)(sitting still mover) (sit still mover) (backwards forward mover)
Who'd rather just be a groover (I'd rather just be grooving)
The roads all seem so different (Each road seems so different)
and Yet the same

ALTERNATIVE VERSE
can't stop the road from moving
(I'd) rather just be a grooving
The towns all seem so different
And Yet the same