On a body like you Tell me what I gotta do Oh na-na-na La-di-da-di Wanna know how it feels Let me love you like that, honey do I watch you movin', you movin' to me, see where this can go I got you choosin', you choosin' to be somebody to know Say that,

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck Keeps following me, won't let me be I asked bad luck this morning Won't let me be, keeps following me Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles I've had just about every bad luck a man can have In my moving around, I've played

I'm gonna follow the sun Oh, oh, oh, oh Now I'm gonna tell my momma That I'm a traveller Don't stop, you got to move I'm never gonna stop Keep moving on, moving on Follow the sun Hop back to my heart

Far below the northern lights To satisfy my soul Movin' on a steady roll You know my baby is sweet as honey Sweet from the honey bee Ain't no use to mourn I'd love that San Antonio woman Oh, I wish I was in Texas I wish I was in Texas

(Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep) So sue me for looking so pretty tonight Wearing your favorite color under the lights For moving on, doing everything right So sue me for being good friends with your friends And running into you at the place that we met For

I just wanna get to you Anything to get to you, get to you Telling me about your new boo And I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true I need to care to you, carefully, carefully I'm moving carefully Iggin' me, iggin' me It don't make sense to me Send

Why don't you go ahead and break my heart? And maybe someday we can try again If you really need a brand new start Why are you waiting, is it way too hard? If moving on is what you wanna do Why don't you do it? Why don't you do it, baby? You can't tell

We all want what we ain't got. All I want is what I had, I'd trade it all just to get her back. She's moving on, but I guess I'm not. We all want what we ain't got, Our favorite doors are always locked. On a higher hill with a taller top, We ain't happy

I ain't go back no more, I ain't go back no more (Mm, back up) I think that it's over I swear to God I'm moving on (Free your mind, and let your conscience be free) I know just who you are You put me on lay away You just love to heart shop