Roadmaster

I'm a roadmaster, baby, and I spend my life on the road
I'm a travelin' musician and I'm carryin' a pretty big load
Spend my days drivin' down the highway
When the show is over, I gotta do it my way
So look out, honey, 'cause the roadmaster's on the road
I met a pretty woman down in Nashville, Tennessee
She said she'd blew the harp if I could blow a number and see
When the evening was nigh, I knew her pretty well
She said she'd like to stick around and talk for a spell
But tomorrow I'm in Macon and the roadmaster's gotta move on
One evening at a truck stop when I was on my way to a gig somewhere
Some slicked-back truck driver started
Givin' me some shit about my long hair
I just smiled, I told 'em they were right
Then I snuck out the door like a thief in the night
Got the four wheels a-turnin', got the roadmaster back on the road
I'm a fool for the highway, I never thought of settlin' down
I like to play my music when there's lots of pretty women around
Never noticed any difference 'tween a woman and a lady
I love 'em all from sixteen to eighty
When the full moon is shinin' and the roadmaster's on the road
I'm a roadmaster, baby, and I spend my life on the road
I'm a travelin' guitar picker and I feel like I've got a big load
I spend my days drivin' down the highway
But when the show is over, I gotta do it my way
So look out, honey, 'cause the roadmaster's on the road
Won't you look out, honey, 'cause the roadmaster's on the road