Swing Your Bag

Swing Your Bag - Ray Wilson

Written by：Ray Wilson

Another Saturday night

I'm sitting here at home

Ain't got nobody

I'm all alone

Sometimes it seems

Like there's no one to love me

No more

Oh oh oh

So I put on some jeans

Head off down town

To look for some fun

But there's none to be found

Sometimes it seems

Like there's no one to party no more

Oh oh oh

Party no more

Oh maybe I'm getting old

But I'm not getting grey

Brighten up your life

In that old familiar way

What you going to do

You've got to swing your bag

Swing your bag baby

Let your hair hang down

Swing it swing it

And always look behind

Before touching your toes

She got a swing your bag

Swing your bag baby

Right around your head

Swing it swing it

Whenever your life

Is becoming a drag

Just swing you bag

So if you watching the box today

Becomes top of the bill

Get some insurance

Maybe make out your will

You only live once

But it's never too late

You can even swing your bag

Up at those pearly gates

Maybe I'm getting old

But I'm not going grey

Brighten up your life

In that old familiar way

What you going to do

You've got to swing your bag

Swing your bag baby

Let your hair hang down

Swing it swing it

And always look behind

Before touching your toes

You've got to swing your bag

Swing your bag baby

Right around your head

Swing it swing it

Whenever your life

Is becoming a drag

Swing your bag

Swing

Swing

Swing your bag