The [D] old hound-dog was a-feelin' fine
Till he [D7] fell in a barrel of turpentine.
He's a-[G] movin' on. He's a-movin' [D] on.
He [A] passed the gate like an eighty-eight. He's a-movin' [D] on.

There was a smart guy from the city
And he picked up a stri-ped kitty.
He's a-movin' on. He's a-movin' on.
We held our nose as we buried his clothes. We're a-movin' on.

I let a man work on my car
Then he grabbed hold of a spark-plug wire.
He's a-movin' on. He's a-movin' on.
He turned it loose when he felt the juice. He's a-movin' on.

The old tomcat was a-feelin' mean
When he caught his tail in the sewin' machine.
He's a-movin' on. He's a-movin' on.
He ripped a stitch when he hit the ditch. He's a-movin' on.

The old man's face got white as a sheet
When he slipped and fell in his Cream o' Wheat.
He's a-movin' on. He's a-movin' on.
He flapped his ears as he shifted his gears. He's a-movin' on.

Uncle John got awful clean
When he fell into the washin' machine.
He's a-movin' on. He's a-movin' on.
He couldn't straddle that doggone paddle. He's a-movin' on.

We travel a lot to make our showin'.
The way we sing, we have to keep goin'.
We're a-movin' on. We're a-movin' on.
We've gotta go. Here comes Hank Snow. We're a-movin' on.

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