Up-A-Ways Songtext
von Tim Rogers & The Twin Set

You know that I get told so many times
"Boy, you′ve got to grow you some roots
Them wanderin' do′s sound oh so good in a tune
But you need some place to wipe all that mud off your boots"

Come on and grab your hat
Your suitcase and your cash
Pack up your daks, your hat, you're leaving today
We're checkin′ out to check out what′s up away

Well, you look past me with them sleepy eyes
Hey girl, I gotta leave before that sun catches me
'Cause if you′re wanderin' ways, don′t sue me spendin' my days
I′m thankin' God you ain't ′round while I′m paintin' my nails

Come on, lay down your hat
Your suitcase and your stash
Just make damn sure you ain′t around
When those milk bottles hit the ground
Go on and get lost there up away


Now she sure was pretty and she sure did kiss good
I almost sewed her face to sellotape to my suitcase
I'm carsick, I′m punch drunk and I don't like to fly
But there′s always somethin' far off that catches my eye

And it's an age-old tune
I only know where I am when I move
So pack up your smalls, your Pall Malls, your ashtray
We′re checkin′ out to check out what's up away

Oh, don′t make me no coffee, don't you butter my toast
I′ll send you a Polaroid by overnight post
Well, blow me away if that's the best you can do
Now sweep off that dirt that fell from off of your boot

And it′s an age-old tune
You only know where you are when you move
But boy, this ain't a relationship
So spare me all that gracious shit
Go on, get lost there up away

Oh, just pack on up and head off up away
Oh, just pack on up and I'm heading off up away