Roustabout

Chad: I’m just a roustabout
Shifted from town to town
No job can hold me down, I’m just a knock-around guy
There’s a lot of space beneath that sky
Till I find my place there’s no doubt…
I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
And even if a pretty girl, should catch my eye
I’ll give her a quick «hello», and a fast goodbye
Oh, I’ll go the way I want
Driftin' just like the sand
Doin' what job I can
Changing my plans as I choose
Long as I keep happy I can’t lose
Till I find my place there’s no doubt
I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
I’ll be a rovin' roustabout
Rovin', Rovin', Rovin', Roustabout