Chris Thompson - Davy's On The Road Again lyrics

Simon-Robertson Davy's on the road again wearin' different clothes again Davy's turnin' handouts down to keep his pockets clean All his goods are sold again, his world's as a good as gold again Says 'If you see Jean, now ask her please to pity me'. 'Jean and I we moved along since the day down in the hollow' 'When the mind went driftin' on and the feet were soon to follow'. Davy's on the road again wearin' different clothes again Davy's turnin' handouts down to keep his pockets clean Sayin' his goodbyes again, wheels are in his eyes again Says 'If you see Jean, now ask her please to pity me'. Downtown in the big town gonna set you back on your heels With a mouth full of memories and a lot of stickers for my windshield. Shut 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. Davy's on the road again wearin' different clothes again Davy's turnin' handouts down to keep his pockets clean Sayin' his goodbyes again, wheels are in his eyes again Says 'If you see Jean, now ask her please to pity me'. Downtown in the big town gonna set you back on your heels With a mouth full of memories and a lot of stickers for my windshield. Shut 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.