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Been kicking sawdust in these clothes For a blue moon and a red nose The boys 'll put 'em up and tear 'em down We'll wash away the dirt Just a glass a day ain't gonna hurt Pretty soon we'll move on out of here We pass them by across the plains We don't even try to catch their names It's supper time and the kids are home from school They draw the shades on their shops While we go a-checkin' through the props And putting on the paint to play the fool Then rollin' home, rollin' on Feeling better than we did last night Rollin' home, rollin' on It's hard some times but pretty much it's alright I'll go softshoe when it rains I'll go shuffle through the aches and pains Mr young at heart is what I try to be They all laugh and cry They get to feeling better and that is why If it was good for you Truly it was good me Letras de cancionesThen rollin' home, rollin' on Feeling better than we did last night Rollin' home, rollin' on It's hard some times but pretty much it's alright (Thanks to Ken for these lyrics) From Letras Mania