Lyrics

I've been down the road a piece
I had my share of luck
I found a pretty girl to love
Guess my love don't mean that much
Got a box of photographs
That hold my memories
They often seem to haunt me
So, I keep them under lock and key

I've been around, son
And I can't seem to understand
How you can get a good woman
Not keep her on your hand
I've been around, son
And I can't seem to understand
How you can get a good woman
Not keep her on your hand

Got lovesick in Philadelphia
Left lonely in Tennessee
Had lots of pretty women
But they all seem to up and leave
This guitar will bring 'em to ya boys
Just like moths to a flame
When they see your heartworn highway
They'll leave you just the same

I've been around, son
And I can't seem to understand
How you can get a good woman
Not keep her on your hand
And I've been around, son
So far across this land
And you can get a good woman
Not keep her on your hand
And you can get a good woman
Not keep her on your hand