I've got the western stars to guide me
Dixie Sweet and low all night low
I can hear those fiddles high above me
A woman smiles as I sing my song
I've stood in line I've earned my keep
And I know she'll cry when I'm gone
A neon sign calls me to sleep
But I'm wide awake so I roll on
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
I know I drink more than I should
But I can't slow down for my destiny
Lord knows I'd stop if I could
But the saints of old lift their glass to me
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Bleu Edmondson - Travelin Man Lyrics
Bleu Edmondson - Travelin Man Lyrics
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I've got the western stars to guide me
Dixie Sweet and low all night low
I can hear those fiddles high above me
A woman smiles as I sing my song
I've stood in line I've earned my keep
And I know she'll cry when I'm gone
A neon sign calls me to sleep
But I'm wide awake so I roll on
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
I know I drink more than I should
But I can't slow down for my destiny
Lord knows I'd stop if I could
But the saints of old lift their glass to me
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Dixie Sweet and low all night low
I can hear those fiddles high above me
A woman smiles as I sing my song
I've stood in line I've earned my keep
And I know she'll cry when I'm gone
A neon sign calls me to sleep
But I'm wide awake so I roll on
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
I know I drink more than I should
But I can't slow down for my destiny
Lord knows I'd stop if I could
But the saints of old lift their glass to me
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Travelin' man, ride as far as I can stand
My momma cries for the life I choose
And I need a beer, but it's too damn far away from here
And I don't have time to sing the blues
Writer: LEON R. WILKESON, RONNIE VAN ZANT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group