On The Road Again Lyrics - Reckoning (live) - Grateful Dead

Why I married me a bad girl, tell you the reason why 

Bad girls will even do things on the sly 

Look for your supper to be good and hot 

She never even put a stew bone in the pot 

She's on the road again, sure as you're born 

Natural born easy on the road again 

Friend come by, say looking for his hat 

Wants to know where your husband's at 

I don't know, he's on his way to the pen 

Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again 

Went to my house the front door was locked 

Went 'round to my window, but my window was locked 

Jumped right back, shook my head 

Big old rounder in my folding bed 

Jumped into the window, broke the glass 

Never seen that little rounder run so fast