Well I started in Memphis

Then moved on to Mobile

I blew through Tallahassee

Just lookin for something to feel

There was a gal in Savannah

Who left me sad and alone

So I landed in Charlotte

But I don't call it home

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I want to sail on the ocean

I want to turn with the breeze

I want to be that young man

On the flying trapeze

But it's too late for yearning

And too soon to be done

So I guess I'll keep rolling

Just a bit further on.

There's lots of music in Nashville

But so many like me

I'd just get lost in the shuffle

So I guess I'll just let Nashville be 

Maybe try Cincinatti

While the weather is nice

But I know before too long

It will turn into ice.