Creeping Away

Got a faraway girl

In a faraway land

She's my faraway woman

I’m her faraway man

I'm in North Carolina

She's in Tennessee

Her momma said if I want her come get her

But the girl can’t come at me

That's why I'm creeping away

Creeping away

Creeping away

Goin' home to see my baby

I'm coming to you momma

Got a $10 ticket on the Greyhound bus

Gonna bring them miles together

That lies out there between us

I got two legs of chicken

And a half a pint of gin

I'll be full and feelin' good

By the time that the bus rolls in

Lord knows I'm creeping away

Creeping away

Creeping away

Goin’ home to see my baby

Now I’m going back home

And explain to my wife

Why was I neck deep in gin

And I stayed out all night

She don't suspect a thing

Just like my woman that I went to see

I got my bread in North Carolina

And my butter up in Tennessee

Lord knows I’m creeping away

Creeping away

Creeping away

Goin' home to see my baby

Can't nobody stop me, lord

I'm creeping away

Creeping away

Creeping away

Goin’ home to see that child