On the Road Again

Written by：J.B. Jones/Will Shade

I wouldn't marry a black woman here's the reason why
Why
Black women's evil do things on the sly
No
You look for your supper to be good and hot
Hot
She never put the neck bone in the pot
She's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman
She's on the road again
She's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman

On the road again
I went to my window my window was propped
I went to my door my door was locked

I stepped right back I shook my head

A big black *****'s in my folding bed

I shot through the window I broke the glass

I never seen a little ***** run so fast

He's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman
On the road again
He's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
God a natural born eastman

On the road again
Your friend at your house just to rest his hat
Next thing he wanna know where your husband's at
She says I don't know he's on his way to the pen
Come on mama let's get on the road again
She's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman
She's on the road again
He's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman

On the road again
I'm with my black woman let me tell you why
Why
Black women's evil do things on the sly
No
You look for your supper to be good and hot
Hot
She never put the neck bone in the pot
She's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman
She's on the road again
She's on the road again
Just as sure as you're born
Lord a natural born eastman
On the road again
Yeah

Uh huh

Yeah