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Backstory:

Went to see Willy Watson and decided my future is BLUEGRASS                                                                                                                         

Lyrics:

                                                  
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