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Well he's a fire-breather
Says it keeps him from the cold
He says the work is gone now baby
So I'm going where I'm told.

Now, I can't stand my baby leavin'
I'm done trying to pretend
But no matter how I cry
He's packing his bags again

He's my Travelin' Man.


You're a pretty little thing
And I know you could be mine
Oh, You're a sweet talker, baby
But hold that lip
Don't let me waste your time

So let me lay it down for you
You're not the only one
You get hung up on me, baby
Be prepared to run

He's my Travellin' Man.

He's my Travellin' Man
He's my Travellin' Man

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from The Jaunting Martyrs Debut Album PREVIEW DEMO, released January 28, 2013
Words and Music: Brendan O'Loughlin and Justine Lucas

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