I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger and I cover all the towns
I sing with children and play along with clowns
I travel all my life and have to sing my song
I won't grow old this way but I'm only here today
I can't decide if it's right or wrong
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger all the people gather 'round
Maybe they love my song or just its lonesome sound
I have to make a living riding through the land
Some of you may think of me and some will take a drink on me
The day my name is carved in sand
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
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I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger and I cover all the towns
I sing with children and play along with clowns
I travel all my life and have to sing my song
I won't grow old this way but I'm only here today
I can't decide if it's right or wrong
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger all the people gather 'round
Maybe they love my song or just its lonesome sound
I have to make a living riding through the land
Some of you may think of me and some will take a drink on me
The day my name is carved in sand
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger and I cover all the towns
I sing with children and play along with clowns
I travel all my life and have to sing my song
I won't grow old this way but I'm only here today
I can't decide if it's right or wrong
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
I am a folksinger all the people gather 'round
Maybe they love my song or just its lonesome sound
I have to make a living riding through the land
Some of you may think of me and some will take a drink on me
The day my name is carved in sand
I am a folksinger and I travel country roads
I sing my sad songs and I carry my heavy load
I start when sun comes up and travel all along
Now stay sit down and listen I'll play till my hands blisten
I'm going to sing for you my song
Writer: Juergen Bichlmeier
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Copyright: Lyrics © Music Hub O/B/O GEMA, O/B/O DistroKid