Creeping Away

Got a faraway girl
In a faraway land
She's my faraway woman
I’m her faraway man
I'm in North Carolina
She's in Tennessee
Her momma said if I want her come get her
But the girl can’t come at me

That's why I'm creeping away
Creeping away
Creeping away
Goin' home to see my baby
I'm coming, momma

Got a $10 ticket on the Greyhound bus
Gonna bring them miles together
That lies out there between us(?)
I got two legs of chicken
And a half a pint of gin
I'll be full and feelin' good
By the time that the bus rolls in

Lord knows I'm creeping away
Creeping away
Creeping away
Goin’ home to see my baby

Now I’m going back home
And explain to my wife
Why was I (?)neck deep in gin(?)
I stayed out all night
She don't suspect a thing
Just like my woman that I went to see
I got my bread in North Carolina
And my butt up in Tennessee

Lord knows I’m creeping away
Creeping away
Creeping away
Goin' home to see my baby
Can't nobody stop me, lord!
I'm creeping away
Creeping away
Creeping away
Goin’ home to see that child