I warned you baby from time to time,
You don t listen, so pay me no mind,
About movin on..yeah I m moving on.
I m through with you, too bad you re blue.
I ll move on.
Mister Engineer with your throttle in hand,
take me back to that Southern land.
It s called moving..keep a rolling on.
You re flying too high for my old sky,
I ll move on.
Mister Fireman please, won t you listen to me,
I got a woman in Tennessee.
Keep on moving..keep a rolling on.
You re flying too high, it s all over now,
I move on.
(Ad lib)
Yes, I m gonna move..I m gonna move..said I m gonna move.
Gotta go home..I gotta go home..I gotta go home.
Well, I ll tell ya..I,I,I I m going home.
I, I, I, I m going home..I, I, I, I m going home.
I ve gotta go home..I ve gotta go baby.
I gotta keep rolling and I m gonna move.
I said I m gonna move baby..I said goin , goin home.
I m going home darling.....(Fade)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
