Carl Perkins - Matchbox Lyrics

Well, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
Yeah, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go

I'm an old, poor boy, long way from home
I'm an old, poor boy, long way from home
Guess I'll never be happy, everything I do is wrong

Well, let me be your little dog till your big dog come
Let me be your little dog till your big dog come
When the big dog gets here, show him what this little puppy's done

Yeah, now I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
Yeah, sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
I ain't got no matches, got a long way to go, let 'em go boy, go

Well, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
Oh, baby, I'm sitting here wondering, would a matchbox hold my clothes?
I ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go
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