Well I′m sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain′t got no matches, but I got a long way to go
I'm an ol' poor boy and a long way from home
I′m an ol′ poor boy and a long way from home
Guess I'll never be happy, eveything I do is wrong, yeah
Well let me be your little dog, ′till your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog, 'till your big dog comes
When the big dog gets here, tell him what this little puppy done
Yeah I′m sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah I'm sitting here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
I got no matches, got a long way to go
Let ′er go boy, go-go
Writer(s): John R. Cash, Jack H. Clement
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