Teksty:
Russell Leon Hank Wilsons Back

Oh, the people would come from miles away They'd dance all night till the break of day When the caller hollered, "Do-se-do" They knew it was time for

I had a friend named Camble, eat, cheat and steal and gamble And I guess he tried most ever' thing low down He was out tomcattin' one night when he started

Just because I ask a friend about her Just because I spoke her name somewhere Just because I rang her number by mistake today She thinks I still care

They say you've found somebody new But that won't stop my loving you I just can't let you walk away Forget the love I had for you Guess I could find

Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms I'll lay around this shack 'Til the mail train comes back An' I'll roll in my sweet baby

of coffee For it is the best in the land And put another nickel in the jukebox And play that 'Truck Drivin' Man' And I climbed back aboard my old semi