Traveling On Lyrics

I must be traveling on, my friend, said the joker to the thief

This little town is a dead end, I see the turning of the leaves

The autumn winds came blowing in, it's time for the outlaws to ride

I said, my friend, you will know it when the last of the cowboys has died

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on

I must be traveling on, my dear, he said to his beloved

I'll be back, love, never fear, as the stars shown up above them

The biting winds of winter swept all across the midwestern plain

Then he finished his coffee and left, never to return there again

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on

I must be traveling on, Señor, trying to get to Louisiana

Can you take me down there, por favor, I've come down from Indiana

I was born to walk this road with worn out boots and faded jeans

Where the Mississippi waters flowed, heading south to New Orleans

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on, till I'm gone

Traveling on