Текст песни 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