See that big eight-wheeler coming down the track,
Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back.
Movin' on, I'll soon be gone.
You're flyin' too high, for my little old sky,
I'm movin' on.
I've warned you baby, from time to time,
You just didn't listen, didn't pay no mind.
So I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone,
I'm through with you, too bad you're blue.
I'm movin' on.

Now Engineer, take the throttle in hand,
Take me back to the southern land.
I'm movin' on, keep rollin' on,
You're flyin' too high, for my little old sky,
Keep movin' on.

Fireman please, won't you listen to me,
Gotta pretty woman in Tennessee.
Keep rollin' on, keep rollin' on.
Goodbye, goodbye, it's all over now.
I'm movin' on.

Someday baby when you've had your play,
You'll want your daddy but your daddy will say.
Keep rollin' on, keep movin' on,
You're flyin' too high, for my little old sky,
I'm movin' on.

Movin' on, movin' on.