Lyrics On The Road Again - Tom Jones
Well,
I
went
out
with
that
girl
Wanna
know
the
reason
why
That
girl
likes
doing
things
on
the
sly
Sat
down
for
dinner
to
be
soft
and
hot
She
never
even
put
a
stew
bone
in
the
pot
She's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
Natural
born,
he's
been
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
Man
comes
'round
here,
he's
looking
for
his
hat
Wants
to
know
where
your
husband's
at
I
don't
know,
he's
on
his
way
to
the
pen
Come
on,
pretty
mama,
let's
get
on
the
road
again
She's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
Natural
born,
he's
been
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
Went
to
my
house,
the
front
door
was
locked
Went
'round
to
my
window
But
my
window
was
locked
Jumped
right
back,
shook
my
head
Big
old
rounder
in
my
folding
bed
Jumped
into
the
window,
broke
the
glass
Never
seen
that
little
rounder
run
so
fast
She's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
Natural
born,
he's
been
on
the
road
again
He's
on
the
road
again,
sure
as
you're
born
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