(Floyd Jones Alan Wilson)

Well, I'm so tired of crying,

But I'm out on the road again

I'm on the road again.

Well, I'm so tired of crying,

But I'm out on the road again

I'm on the road again

I ain't got no woman

Just to call my special friend



You know the first time I traveled

Out in the rain and snow

In the rain and snow

You know the first time I traveled

Out in the rain and snow

In the rain and snow

I didn't have no payroll,

Not even no place to go



And my dear mother left me

When I was quite young

When I was quite young

And my dear mother left me

When I was quite young

When I was quite young

She said "Lord, have mercy

On my wicked son"



Take a hint from me, mama,

Please don't you cry no more

Don't you cry no more.

Take a hint from me, mama,

Please don't you cry no more

Don't you cry no more.

'Cause it's soon one morning

Down the road I'm going



But I aint going down

That long old lonesome road

All by myself

But I aint going down

That long old lonesome road

All by myself

I can't carry you, baby,

Gonna carry somebody else



I can't carry you, baby,

Gonna carry somebody else

I can't carry you, baby,

Gonna carry somebody else

On the road again



On the road again

On the road again....