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Baby donât want me hanging out
Talking sweet
To the lonely hobos on the street
And Baby donât want me riding the rails
Watching the dawn come in
While the prairie breaks and bends
âBaby, youâre not a solitary man
Yeah, so get it in line
Stop your wanderingâ
Baby donât want me sitting by the road side fires
Talking in a quiet way
Until the night expires
And Baby, donât want me roping up the raft
Watching the waterways
Like some long lost river rat
âBaby, youâre not a solitary man
Yeah, so get it in line
Stop your wanderingâ
âGet it in line, you got a bird in the hand
Yeah, and sheâs gonna fly
While youâre wanderingâ
Baby donât want me rolling into town
Selling the lovesick troubadour
And the huckleberry hound
And Baby donât want me leaving at the tender hour
When the heart beats honestly
And the vine blooms on the bower
âBaby, youâre not a solitary man
Yeah, so get it in line
Stop your wanderingâ