Walkin’ Bum Songtext
von David Allan Coe

The railroad don′t go there
Airplane don't go there
Gray hound don′t go there
Anywhere near there
That mean I gotta walk
Gotta stick out my thumb
But the folks round these here parts child
They don't pick up no walkin' bum
My baby sent me there
I didn′t wanna go there
Said that I′d find some work there
Or somewhere near there
I didn't get no job
No I didn′t get none
I'm out on this highway
I ain′t nothin' but a walkin′ bum
Walkin' in the rain
Walkin' in the sun
And I ain′t got no choice I′m a walkin' bum
I gotta get home
Anyway that I can now
These rocks and stones are hurtin′ my feet
This walkin' bum is still a man
The railroad don′t go there
Airplane don't go there
Gray hound don′t go there
Anywhere near there
That mean I gotta walk
Ain't no sense in stickin out my thumb
Cause these folks in alabama
They just don't pick up no walkin′ bums
And that′s what I am now
I'm a walkin′ bum
I'm gonna get home someway
Think I′ll just pull my shoes off
Sit down right here beside the road