I′ve been sittin' here wondering
Could a matchbox hold my clothes (oh, yeah)
I′ve been sittin' here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes (oh, yeah)
And I got no matches, but I got a long way to go (oh, yeah)
I'm an ol′ poor boy and ain′t got no home (oh, yeah)
'Cause I′m an ol' poor boy and I′m a long, long, long way from home (oh, yeah)
Everything I do is wrong, certainly turns out mighty wrong (oh, yeah), mm-hm

Well, If you don't like my peaches, honey, please don′t shed my tree (oh, yeah)
If you don't like Jerry's peaches don′t pull around on the street
I got news for you baby
I′ll leave you here in misery (oh, yeah)

Well, I'm sittin′ here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Oh, I've been sittin′ here wondering, will a matchbox hold my clothes
Ain't got no matches, but I got a long way to go

Writer(s): Carl Perkins<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com