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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Wilson
Tom Wilson
Producer

Lyrics

Okay Wait a minute Bob, let me introduce it What's the name of it? Bob Hey, Bob Ah, the name of this one is, ah... "On the road again" Well, I wake up in the morning, there's frogs in my socks Your mama, she's hidin' inside the icebox Your daddy comes in, wearin' a Napoleon Bonaparte mask Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, do you have to ask? Well, I go to pet your monkey and I get a face full of claws I ask who's in the fireplace and you say, "Santa Claus" The room is so cold, I got to wear my hat Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, I can't believe you ask me that? Well, I go to get something to eat, I'm hungry as a hog So I get brown rice, seaweed and a hot dog I got a hole where my stomach disappeared Then you ask why I don't live here I gotta think you're really weird Well, your grandpa's cane, it turns into a sword Your grandma prays to pictures that are pasted on a board Everything inside my pockets your uncle steals Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, I can't believe that you're for real There's fist fights in the kitchen, they're enough to make me cry Then the mailman comes in, even he's gotta take a side Even the butler, he's got something to prove Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, I got to ask you why don't you move?
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