I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
Summer's almost gone, yes, winter's coming on.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
And I feel like I've gotta travel on.
Poppa writes to Johnny, but Johnny can't come home.
Johnny can't come home, no, Johnny can't come home.
Poppa writes to Johnny, but Johnny can't come home,
'Cause he's been on the chain gang too long.
High sheriff and pony's ridin' after me
ridin' after me, yes, comin' after me
High sheriff and pony's ridin' after me
and I feel like I gotta travel on
I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
Summer's almost gone, yes, winter's coming on.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
And I feel like I've gotta travel on
Want to see my honey, want to see her bad,
want to see her bad, Oh want to see her bad
Want to see my honey, want to see her bad,
she's the best gal this poor boy ever had.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
Summer's almost gone, yes, winter's coming on.
I've laid around and played around this old town too long,
And I feel like I've gotta travel on
travel on, travel on
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- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Country USA: 1959
- Hard to Find 45s on CD: Pop & Country Classics
- 38 Country Classics
- Country Memories
- The Folk Years
- The Golden Age of American Popular Music: Hard-To-Get Hot...
- The Folk Years: Simple Song of Freedom
- This Land is Your Land: The Folk Years
- The Best Of 1959, Vol.2 (Original Artists)
- 50 Greatest Hits from the Golden Era of Country Music
- The Golden Age Of Pop (1951-1961)
- 101 Easy Listening Classics
- US - 1959 - Top 50
- We Loved You Madly, Chapter 98: A Summer Place
- US - 1959 - February
- US - 1959 - January
- American Dream
- The Greatest Hits, Vol. 3