Letra de Travel

I fill my gin glass, I throw my head back
I wash down these travelin blues
I lost my good man down in the Bad Lands
I wanna bring him back home to me

Travelin daddy your evil ways
Got me swimming in a haze
Travelin daddy Ill make you stay and you wont go travelin no more

I sing a sad song because my mans gone
He skipped town with the brown bottle flu
A boxcar mister, a crazy drifter, a carpet bagger with a hole in his shoe