| Listen up now she's a lot of trouble | |
| Got myself down sort of less than humble | |
| Took me down south to the land of plenty | |
| She got bad love oh lord protect me | |
| Should of known the time before | |
| When she knocked me down to the floor | |
| Now there's no more wasting time | |
| 'Cause I'm moving on down the line | |
| Got to get back to Kansas City | |
| Little bitty thing just sitting pretty | |
| Took a few years to learn my lesson | |
| Save the very last sin for my last confession | |
| Should of known the time before | |
| When you knocked me down to the floor | |
| Thought that everything was fine | |
| But now I'm moving on down the line | |
| Got to keep them wheels a rollin? | |
| No more breakin' down no slowing | |
| And when I start to feel that pressure | |
| Don't you know I'm moving on, moving on | |
| Moving on down the line |