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Hubbin' It    (1952)

Wagon load trouble
Big steep hill to climb
Honey she done left me
An I ain't got a dime

Keep Hubbin' it, Hubbin' it, son
It's your wagon load
Keep right on Hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road

How's the world treatin' ya
Made your fortune yet
World ain't been treatin' me
I pay for what I get

Keep Hubbin' it, Hubbin' it, son
It's your wagon load
Keep right on Hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road

Some folks born to lose
And some folks born to win
Some folks born to hub it
An' that's where I come in

Keep Hubbin' it, Hubbin' it, son
It's your wagon load
Keep right on Hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road

I've pulled tons o' cotton
I've hoed fields o' corn
Guess I'll be Hubbin' it
Till Gabriel blows his horn

Keep Hubbin' it, Hubbin' it, son
It's your wagon load
Keep right on Hubbin' it
Down that lonesome road

Down that lonesome road

Lyrics by Cindy Walker.
Recorded by Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys; Asleep At The Wheel.

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