Suitcase In My Hand

When I was still a kitten, daddy told me, Son, There's just one thing that you should know As through this world you ramble and through this world you roam Just take this little suitcase when you go And when the evening sun goes down and you're tired of rambling round Just set her on the ground and climb right in You won't ever have to worry about the cold night wind When you got your little suitcase in your hand Little suitcase in my hand, I'm rolling through this land A mansion is much too big for me When the stars come out at night everything will be alright 'Cause I got my little suitcase in my hand Now a hard-boiled egg's yellow inside There's some in every crowd you will find Now they're afraid to have to do an honest day of work So the'll blame the workingman every time But the harder they come, the bigger they fall Just hold your ground and take your stand 'Cause the free and independent life's still the best of all When you got your little suitcase in your hand Little suitcase in my hand, I'm rolling through this land A mansion is much too big for me When the stars come out at night everything will be alright 'Cause I got my little suitcase in my hand