The old hound dog was feelin' fine Till he fell in a barrel of turpentine
He's a-movin' on, he's a-movin' on
He passed the gate, like an eighty-eight He's a-movin' on
There was a smart guy from the city And he picked up a stripe'd 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 a-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 Tom cat 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 of wheat He's a-movin' on, he's a-movin' on
He flapped his ears, as he shifted gears He's a-movin' on
Uncle John got awful clean When he fell into the washing 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
