Hot Fingers

Looked down that long old lonesome road

Looked down that long old lonesome road

My poor feet is gettin' tired but still I've got to go

There's no train to my hometown ain't but the one way to go

There's no train to my hometown ain't but the one way to go

That's mile after mile tramping that muddy road

It's just one thing that worries me both night and day

Ain't but one thing that worries me both night and day

There's a place they call Death Valley and it's just halfway

You can't see a house in twenty five miles aroun'

I can't see nobody goin' towards my ol' hometown

I've still got three hundred miles to go and my poor feet is givin' down

I can hear the wild cats and panthers howl when the sun go down

Can hear the wild cats and panthers howlin' when the sun go down

And I've got to go through Death Valley to get to my ol' hometown

I've been trampin' this lonely road forty nights and days

My poor legs is gettin' tired God help me someways

'Cause I've got three hundred miles to go trampin' in this mud and clay