Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more. (What you say?)
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more.
Woo! Country, oh Country, don't treat me so mean,
You're the meanest old Country that I've ever seen.
I guess if you said so
I'd have to pack my things and go. (That's right)
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more.
Now Country, listen Country, don't-a treat me this-a way
For martial law is comin some day.
Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood
Your spendin my money you just ain't no good.
Well, I guess if you say so
I have to pack my things and go. (That's right)
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Barack and don't you come back no more