(H. Vanda / G. Young). My mama 'n' papa told me son that you're just a fool. when I told 'em I was leaving home I was leaving school. So then in a couple of hours I found myself. heading down that southbound road. with everything I owned on my back. I carried such a heavy load. And it's a hard hard road that I travel. It's a hard hard road that I travel. It's a hard hard road that I travel down the line. And it's a hard hard road down the line. Well I wanna tell ya friends. that it's good to be a traveling man. 'Cause I'm doing what I want to. Living just the best that I can. Nobody putting rings around my neck. To put me in a pigeon hole. I've got my dog and my radio. to listen to some rock 'n' roll. And it's a hard hard road that I travel. It's a hard hard road that I travel. It's a hard hard road that I travel down the line. And it's a hard hard road down the line.