Oh, it's good to be back on the bumpy road again
I'm a rolling stone, oh lord, and the devil is my friend
She's the spider, I'm the fly, I have to run, yeah, I have to hide
I grab my guitar, I grab my bag
That's all I need, I'm a traveling man
That's all I need, I'm a traveling man
Oh, I love to live the hard life, I'm always higher than a kite
And I got my scars, alright, but not from any fight
So I went a-roaming, I went astray
I walked to hell and back again
Over the mountain, across the sea
Just keep on moving, that's the way to be free
Keep on moving, that's the way to be free
What's out of sight, is out of mind
I leave my worries far behind
And a traveling man, I'm born to be
Whatever happens on the road
Stays between the road and me
Oh, it's good to be back on the bumpy road again
I'm a rolling stone, oh lord, and the devil is my friend
She's the spider, I'm the fly, I have to run, yeah, I have to hide
I grab my guitar, I grab my bag
That's all I need, I'm a traveling man
That's all I need, I'm a traveling man