Traveling Man Lyrics

I'm a traveling man and the highway is my home Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone From the Mexican line to the windy city Ain't got much to loose And all I need is a good old country-blues Gypsy woman told my mama on the day that I was born You got a boy child coming, he's gonna be a rolling stone Mama locked the windows, barred the door But friends it was no use 'Cause I was born with the traveling fever blues I'm a picker and a singer, don't have much company The breeze in the trees is all I got for harmony Restless blood runs through my veins I got fever in my shoes And all I need is a good old country-blues Put my thumb in the wind, tryin' to catch a ride Got a little bit of something, help me make it through the night I got no home, no fixed address But that's the life I choose And all I need is a good old country-blues I'm a traveling man and the highway is my home Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone From the Mexican line to the windy city Ain't got much to loose And all I need is a good old country-blues