Travellin Band - текст песни
Travellin' Band
Written by john fogerty
Available on the album reg dwight’s piano goes pop
737 coming out of the sky
Won’t you take me down to memphis on a midnight ride
I want to move, yeah
Playing in a travelling band, yeah
Well I’m flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Take me to the hotel
Baggage gone, oh well
Come on, come on, won’t you get me to the room
I want to move, yeah
Playing in a travelling band, yeah
Well I’m flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Listen to the radio
Talking about the last show
Someone got excited, had to call the state militia
I want to move, yeah
Playing in a travelling band, yeah
Well I’m flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Here we come again on a saturday night
With your fussing and your fighting, won’t you get me to the right
I want to move, yeah
Playing in a travelling band, yeah
Well I’m flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
Well I’m playing in a travelling band
Playing in a travelling band
Playing in a travelling band
Well I’m playing in a travelling band
Well I’m flying across the land
Trying to get a hand
Playing in a travelling band
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