[J.J. Cale]
Had me a woman down in Tennessee
She used to love me.
But Free Fever got me and I had to go
I never seen the woman no more.
And New York City is a place I been
I was there one time with a travelin' band.
Young girl there wanted me to stay
I think she wanted me to pay.
Roll it out, roll it in
Here we go down the road again.
Drifter's life is a drifter's wife
Don't say I never told you so.
Travelin' man now he don't know
Only what he hears on the radio.
Politics and money don't bother him
Only good-looking women and a bottle of gin.
Portland, Oregon, to the Mexican line
Boy let me tell you the women are fine.
If you don't hang around there very long
They'll never ever know you're gone.
Roll it out, roll it in
Here we go down the road again.
Drifter's life is a drifter's wife
Don't say I never told you so.