On The Road Again - The Sonics

I woke up this mornin, looked around my four walls

And a dream told me you aint happy at all

I packed up my bags, I took my last look and then

Look out, pretty mom, Im on the road again

Im on the road again

(Just as sure as youre born)

Im on the road again

(Just as sure as youre born)

Look out, pretty mom, Im on the road again

I ran home last night to get my dinner hot

I pulled on my door and found the door was locked

I jumped through the window and believe it or not

She had not even put my dinner in the pot

Ive never been evil and Ive never been sly

But if I sit some place and let the time roll by I start to get restless, pack my bags up and then

Look out pretty mom, Im on the road again