Lyrics Roadhouse Blues (Live at Woodstock, New York/1999) - Creed

Well, thirty years ago at the original Woodstock
This man were about to introduce
Decided not to play
We called them up and said
"Hey men, come jam with us"
This is Robby kriegger from The Doors, man

Oh right
Oh
These guys were great or what?
C'mon

C'mon

Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel

We're going to the roadhouse, gonna have a real good time
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, they got some bungalows
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, they got some bungalows
And that's for the people who like to go down slow

Let it roll, baby roll, let it roll, baby roll
Let it roll, baby roll, let it roll all night long
Robby Krigger

Roll, you've got to thrill my soul, this all right
Baby roll, you've got thrill my soul
You've gotta chew a polka, chew a, chew a, chew a, come come
You wanna bungalows, baby, bungalows, baby

Ashen lady, ashen lady, give up your vows
Give up your vows, save our city, save our city (right now)
Right now, right now, right now
Hey

I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
I woke up this morning and I
(Got myself a beer)
Eeah

I woke up this morning and I
(Got myself a beer)
Yeah

I woke up this morning and I
(Got myself a beer)
I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
The future's uncertain and the end is always near

Let it roll, baby roll, let it roll, baby roll
(Baby roll)
Let it roll all night long