Lyrics:

Davy's on the road againWearin' different clothes againDavy's turning handouts downTo keep his pockets cleanAll his goods are sold againHis word's as good as gold againSez if you see Jean now ask her please to pity meJean and I we moved alongSince the day - down in the hollowWhen the mind went driftin' onAnd the feet were soon to followDavy's on the road againWearin' different clothes againDavy's turning handouts downTo keep his pockets cleanSayin' his goodbyes againWheels are in his eyes againSez if you see Jean now ask her please to pity meDowntown in the big townGonna set you back on your heelsWith a mouth full of memoriesAnd a lot of stickers for my windshieldShut the doorCut the lightDavy want be home tonightYou can wait till the dawn rolls inYou won't see our Davy againDavy's on the road againWearin' different clothes againDavy's turning handouts downTo keep his pockets cleanSayin' his goodbyes againWheels are in his eyes againSez if you see Jean now ask her please to pity meDowntown in the big townGonna set you back on your heelsWith a mouth full of memoriesAnd a lot of stickers for my windshieldShut the doorCut the lightDavy want be home tonightYou can wait till the dawn rolls inYou won't see our Davy again