Davy's on the road again
Wearin' different clothes again
Davy's turnin' handouts down
To keep his pockets cleanAll his goods are sold again
His word's as a good as gold again
says if you see Jean now ask her
Please - to pity meJean and I we moved along
Since the day - down in the hollow
When the mind went driftin' on
And the feet were soon to followDavy's on the road again
Wearin' different clothes again
Davy's turnin' handouts down
To keep his pockets cleanSayin' his goodbyes again
Wheels are in his eyes again
says if you seen Jean now as her
Please - to pity meDowntown in the big town
Gonna set you back on your heels
With a mouth full of memories
And a lot of stickers for my windshieldShut the door cut the light
Davy won't be home tonight
You can wait till the dawn rolls in
You won't see our Davy again
Songwriters
JOHN SIMON, ROBBIE ROBERTSONPublished by
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