Creeping Away

Lyrics

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, momma Got a 10-dollar 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 Lord now Now I'm going back home And explain to my wife Why when I met Peter Jim 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 butters 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