- I'm on the road again.
I ain't got no woman just to call my special friend.
You know the first time I traveled out in the rain and snow,
- In the rain and snow.
I didn't have no payroll, ,not even no place to go.
And my dear mother left me when I was quite young.
She said "Lord, have mercy on my wicked son."
Take a hint from me, mama, please don't you cry no more,
- Don't you cry no more.
'Cause it's soon one morning down the road I'm going.
But I aint going down that long old lonesome road
All by myself.
I can't carry you, Baby,
Gonna carry somebody else.
je ne m'en lasse pas.
et comme I'm not There m'a marqué je me lance dans Bob Dylan.
et Lust, Caution aussi, no comment.