Asleep at the Wheel - Hubbin' It Lyrics

Lyrics Hubbin' It - Asleep at the Wheel



Oh yeah
Wait a minute
Isn't that Rae Benson?
Hey Rae
Hey you
You mind if I sing this one?
Oh, you go right up here
Wagging all the trouble
Big steep hill to climb
Honey she delect me
I ain't got a dime
Keep hubbin' it, hubbin' it
Son of 'bitch, you wagging load
Keep right on hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road
Johnny Gimble
Hey Rae
How's the world been treating you
Meet your fortune, yeah?
The world ain't be treating me
I pay for what I get
Keep hubbin' it, hubbin' it
Son of 'bitch, you wagging load
Keep right on hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road
Hurpy
Some folks born to lose
Some folks born to win
Some folks born to hubb it
That's where I come in
Keep hubbin' it, hubbin' it
Son of 'bitch, you wagging load
Keep right on hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road
A fold turns the cart
Ahold peels a corn
Guess I'll keep hubbin' it
'Til Gabriel blows his horn
Keep hubbin' it, hubbin' it
Son of 'bitch, you wagging load
Keep right on hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road
Down that lonesome road



Writer(s): Cindy Walker


Asleep at the Wheel - Tribute To The Music Of Bob Wills
Album Tribute To The Music Of Bob Wills
date of release
25-10-1993




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