No job to find, no place to stay
Why am I searching anyway
No future left no bills to pay
It’s pain and sorrow every day
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
No girl to love, no friend to talk
I even got no shoes to walk
No clothes to wear no food to eat
A wealthy widow is what I need
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
Aaahaaaa
Movin’ down the line, it’s so hard to survive when you got no dime
Movin’ down the line, it’s hard to relax when you ain’t got time
Movin’ down the line, when you got nothing to lose and you feel the blues
Movin’ down the line, when nothing is working out fine
No soap to shave, no knife to cut
I must do something, but tell me what
No room to move, no car to drive
Yet I keep movin’ to stay alive
Movin’ down the line, it’s so hard to survive when you got no dime
Movin’ down the line, it’s hard to relax when you ain’t got time
Movin’ down the line, when you got nothing to lose and you feel the blues
Movin’ down the line, when nothing is working out fine
Movin’ down the line
Movin’ down the line
Movin’ down the line
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