See that big eight-wheeler coming
down the track,
Means your true-lovin' daddy
ain't comin' back.
Movin' on, I'll soon be gone.
You're flyin' too high, for
my little old sky,
I'm movin' on.
I've warned you baby, from time
to time,
You just didn't listen, didn't
pay no mind.
So I'm movin' on, I'll soon
be gone,
I'm through with you, too bad
you're blue.
I'm movin' on.
Now Engineer, take the throttle
in hand,
Take me back to the southern
land.
I'm movin' on, keep rollin'
on,
You're flyin' too high,
for my little old sky,
Keep movin' on.
Fireman please, won't you listen
to me,
Gotta pretty woman in Tennessee.
Keep rollin' on, keep rollin'
on.
Goodbye, goodbye, it's all over
now.
I'm movin' on.
Someday baby when you've had
your play,
You'll want your daddy but your
daddy will say.
Keep rollin' on, keep movin'
on,
You're flyin' too high, for
my little old sky,
I'm movin' on.
Movin' on, movin' on. |