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I woke up this mornin´, looked around my four wallsAnd a dream told me you ain´t happy at allI packed up my bags, I took my last look and thenLook out, pretty mom, I´m on the road againI´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)I´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road againI ran home last night to get my dinner hotI pulled on my door and found the door was lockedI jumped through my window and believe it or notShe had not even put my dinner in the potI´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)I´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road againI´ve never been evil and I´ve never been slyBut if I sit some place and let the time roll byI start to get restless, pack my bags up and thenLook out pretty mom, I´m on the road againSongtexteI´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)I´m on the road again(Just as sure as you´re born)Look out, pretty mom, I´m on the road again Aus Songtexte Mania