Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving Lord, I´ve got to get on plane Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving
Where I can´t be found Lord, You coming after me
I´ve been accused for the killing Lord knows I didn´t do For hanging me, really ? (ha ha) And that´s why I have to get on flue Lord, You coming after me
Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving Lord, I´ve got to get on plane Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving Where I can´t be found Lord, You coming after me
I´ve got two boys and a woman I just come to suffer now Lord, forgive me for not going back
But I´ll be there anyhow I´ll be there anyhow
Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving Lord, I´ve got to get on plane Lord, I´ve got to keep on moving Where I can´t be found Lord, You coming after me
Now maybe someday I´ll find a piece of land Somewhere not by near anyone And I send from my love, love, love, love, sweet woman And my two grown-up sons And my two grown-up sons