Lyrics:

Written by Marty Stuart



I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road

I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road

It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load



I swing that hammer and I draw a low straight line

I swing that hammer and I draw a low straight line

It's a 40 hour livin' for that gal of mine



Well the foreman asked me what would be my say

Oh the foreman asked me what might be my say

I said just a drink of water and favor on the judgment day



I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road

I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road

It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load



Well, I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand

I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand

But where my money goes, I don't understand



Well, the king of Memphis, popping four bit shines

Well the king of Memphis, popping four bit shines

I'm up here in Kentucky slave to this old mine



Every time it thunders, I hear them sad ole taps

Oh every time it thunders, I hear them sad ole taps

And if this mountain shakes, it's gonna fall right in my lap



I'm tired of walkin' down that lonesome road

I'm tired of walkin down that lonesome road

It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load