Long white line
I won't be 'round this old town
Anymore for a long long time
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
I woke up, my baby was gone, without her I don't need no home
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Went to the bank to get my dough
I don't care where I go
Gonna' push this rig 'til I push that girl out of my mind
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
New York City, Old St. Joe
Albuquerque, New Mexico
This old rig is humming and rolling, she's a-doing fine
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
New York City, Old St. Joe
Albuquerque, New Mexico
This old rig is humming and rolling, she's a-doing fine
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
I won't be 'round this old town
Anymore for a long long time
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Overheard today while on the Cranberry Glades Boardwalk by an anonymous father to his young children… “stay in the middle of the path kids so you don’t fall off the edge.” That there is some sagacious advice ladies and gentlemen.
I won't be 'round this old town
Anymore for a long long time
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
I woke up, my baby was gone, without her I don't need no home
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Went to the bank to get my dough
I don't care where I go
Gonna' push this rig 'til I push that girl out of my mind
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
New York City, Old St. Joe
Albuquerque, New Mexico
This old rig is humming and rolling, she's a-doing fine
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
New York City, Old St. Joe
Albuquerque, New Mexico
This old rig is humming and rolling, she's a-doing fine
If somebody wants to know
What's become of this so-and-so
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
I won't be 'round this old town
Anymore for a long long time
Gonna hit the road and start looking for the end of that long white line
Tell em' I'm somewhere looking for the end of that long white line
Overheard today while on the Cranberry Glades Boardwalk by an anonymous father to his young children… “stay in the middle of the path kids so you don’t fall off the edge.” That there is some sagacious advice ladies and gentlemen.