Goin’ down, goin’ down,
Gonna find another way,
Goin’ down, goin’ down,
As my old man would say,
You've got to shake that ball and chain,
Turn the wheels and go

Goin’ down, goin’ down,
Gonna hear the music play,
Gonna leave it on the floor,
Gonna dance these blues away!

When the good ol’ boys start pickin’,
Turn the night to the day

Going down to the Rockdale,
Gonna lay it all down for you,
Leave your coat at the hotel,
We’ll be hanging in the old barroom

Lock the door, feed the hounds,
Be at least a day or two,
Grabbed the bottle, made my rounds,
Till there’s nothing left to do,

Glass jar with the money,
Honey, how 'bout dancing shoes?

Going down to the Rockdale,
Gonna lay it all down for you,
Leave your coat at the hotel,
We’ll be hanging in the old barroom

Going down to the Rockdale,
Gonna lay it all down for you,
Leave your coat at the hotel,
We’ll be hanging in the old barroom

I don’t know if I’ll ever go home again,
The open road’s got me thinking like a different man,
Fifteen miles to the places we might go,
So I’ll lend my ears to the wind

Going down to the Rockdale,
Gonna lay it all down for you,
Leave your coat at the hotel,
We’ll be hanging in the old barroom

Going down to the Rockdale,
Gonna lay it all down for you,
One night to live for,
And the sun will be rising soon