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The railroad don't go there Airplane don't go there Gray hound don't go there Anywhere near there That mean I gotta walk Gotta stick out my thumb But the folks round these here parts child They don't pick up no walkin' bum My baby sent me there I didn't wanna go there Said that I'd find some work there Or somewhere near there I didn't get no job No I didn't get none I'm out on this highway I ain't nothin' but a walkin' bum Walkin' in the rain Walkin' in the sun And I ain't got no choice I'm a walkin' bum I gotta get home Anyway that I can now These rocks and stones are hurtin' my feet This walkin' bum is still a man The railroad don't go there Airplane don't go there Gray hound don't go there Anywhere near there That mean I gotta walk Ain't no sense in stickin out my thumb Cause these folks in alabama They just don't pick up no walkin' bums And that's what I am now I'm a walkin' bum I'm gonna get home someway Think I'll just pull my shoes off Sit down right here beside the road
Writer(s): Hank Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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