You're gonna travel a lot
buddy buddy just brazing through
and some will bring you down
when you're moving it down the line
when you're moving it down the line
you leave a friend behind
Oh, that's the way it goes,
buddy, buddy, that's the way it goes
Lookin' for the music up over the hill
Feelin' like nothin' but standin' still
Oh, that's the way of things
when you're movin' it down the line
You got a one -arm bandit
Says, another year and I'll pay you back
But those old triple sevens
never ever seem to come your way
From the second floor window
You hear the early morning traffic
And you find yourself singing like a sparrow
But those old triple sevens
never ever seem to come your way
From the second floor window
You hear the early morning traffic
And you find yourself singing like a sparrow
You've got to travel light
buddy, buddy, just breezing through
and some will bring you down
when you're movin' it down the
