(words & music by h. snow) That big eight-wheeler runnin' down the track Means your true lovin' daddy ain't acomin' back 'cause he's movin on, he's rollin on You were flyin to high for my little ol' sky So I'm movin' on
But some day baby when you've had you play Your gonna want your daddy but your daddy will say Keep movin' on, keep rollin' on You were flyin to high for my little ol' sky So I'm movin' on. move on baby.
Mr. farmer won't you please listen to me 'cause I gotta pretty momma in tennessee Keep rollin on, keep movin' on, Please listen to me let this rattler free And keep movin' on Move on ol' son, move on
Well I told you baby from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind And now I'm movin' on, I'm rollin' on I'm through with you, too bad you're blue But I'm movin' on Move on baby, move on I said move on, I said move on, I said move on, I said move on, Well I'm through with you, too bad you're blue I said move on, I said move on I said move on, I said move on
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