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 wonderin' dues sound oh so good in a tune
But you need some place to wipe all of that mud off your boots
C′mon and grab your hat
Your suitcase and your cash
Oh, pack up your dacks, your hat, you're leaving today
We're checking out, to check out, what′s up-a-way

Well you look past me with them sleepy eyes
Hey girl I′ve gotta leave, before that sun catches me
As if your wonderin' ways don′t suit me spendin' my days
I′m thankin' god you aint around while I′m paintin' my nails

Come lay down your hat
Your suitcase and your stash
Just make damn sure you aint around
When those milk bottles hit the ground
Go on and get lost there up-a-ways


Well she sure was pretty and she sure did kiss good
I almost saw her face cellotaped to my suitcase
I'm car sick I′m punch drunk and I don′t like to fly
But there's always something far off that catches my eye

And its an age old tune
I only know where I am when I move
So pack up your smalls
Your Pall Malls, your ash tray
We′re checking out to check out what's up-a-way

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
Just sweep off that dirt that fell from off of your boot

And its an age old tune
You only know where you are when you move
But boy this aint a relationship
So spare me all that gracious shit
Go on get lost there up-a-way
Ah, just pack on up and head off up-a-way
Oh just pack on up and I'm heading off up-a-way