Nightingale Cummings - Maybe Tomorrow

Intro: Verse There's a voice that keeps on calling me Down the road where I always seem to be Every stop I make, I see my old friends It ain’t long, I’ll get spun ‘round and I'm gone again Maybe tomorrow, my whole world’ll settle down It ain’t tomorrow, so I keep moving on Verse I’m down a road, that never seems to end Full of track lines and rails and lies around each bend So if you’re gonna join me for a while Better grab your hat, you know I live like that, kinda hobo style Maybe tomorrow, I'll wanna settle down It ain’t tomorrow, so this whole world still my home Verse I got my own world, waiting to unfold In a ziplock bag, where I can drag out this worn down soul I made it through so far, so I know it won't be long I must be almost there, already paid my fare with this hobo song Maybe tomorrow, my god’ll help me settle down But it ain’t tomorrow, so I guess I’ll keep moving on