Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
The Travelin' McCourys
Interprète
Rob McCoury
Banjo
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rivers Rutherford
Paroles/Composition
Al Anderson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Richard Dodd
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
When I was just a little baby
My momma held my hand
And tried to hold me steady all she could
But I pulled just like a full grown man
Now momma was a real fine woman
Only angel I've ever known
Guess I musta turned out more like my daddy
A chip off a rolling stone
Sometimes I wake up a sweatin
Eyes open wide
I feel like a freight train a comin
I wish I knew the reason why
Why do I feel like running
I love the life I'm living
I've made myself a happy home
I've got a woman who's in love with a man
But she's worried about my gypsy bone
Sometimes I wake up a sweatin
Eyes open wide
I feel like a freight train a comin
I wish I knew the reason why
Why do I feel like running
I tell her I ain't never leaving
I only travel with my mind
A part of her knows that I'm in it for the long haul
Part of her knows I'm lying
Sometimes I wake up a sweatin
Eyes open wide
I feel like a freight train a comin
I wish I knew the reason why
Why do I feel like running
Why do I feel like running
Why do I feel like running
Why do I feel like running
Why do I feel like running, yeah
Written by: Al Anderson, Rivers Rutherford

