Son Of A Travelin' Man

(Guitar riff) Ba da da.....ba da da Ba da da.....ba da da da Well, I`m the son of a traveling man And though I`m partially shackin' Railroad whistles and freighter horns Turn me on, and I'm packing Seattle, Savannah Orlando or anywhere Chicago, St. Louis Sheboygan, I`m going there Though I know that I love you And the feeling's so good If you love me too I'm warning you Don't count em forever We can have a ball together But if fun time??? come admitten' comes a feeling I`ll be splitting Tacoma, Pomona Don`t know where I`m heading for There`s one thing I`m sure of Just as soon as I get there, baby I`ll be feeling like Traveling on once more Baby, now that you understand Well, there`s no reason for sorrow You know, I`m the son of a travelin' man Here today, gone tomorrow From Boston to Charleston Wherever the four winds blow I`m restless, I`m ready There`s a rainbow for me to follow Anywhere that it leads me I must go! Milwaukee, Muskegon Miami, the heart is there Atlanta, New Orleans Columbus or anywhere Biloxi or Philly Toledo I'm going there (Fade)