Gotta Travel On Bob Dylan
[A]Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long;
Summer's almost gone, [D]winter's coming [A]on.
[A]Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too [F#m]long;
And it [C]seems like I've got to [D]travel [A]on,
And it [C]seems like I've [D]got to travel [A]on.
[A]Papa writes to Johnny. Johnny can't come home.
Johnny can't come home. [D]Johnny can't come [A]home.
[A]Papa writes to Johnny. Johnny can't come [F#m]home.
Johnny's [D]been out on the road too [A]long.
Done laid around, done stayed around...
That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way,
Going home to stay, going home to stay.
That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way,
And I feel like I just want to travel on.
Done laid around, done stayed around...
There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming through the town,
I'll be homeward bound, I'll be homeward bound.
There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming through the town,
And I feel like I just want to travel on.
Done laid around, done stayed around...
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem - dylanchords.info
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