paroles de chanson Road Show - Roger Creager

Everybody knows I'm a honky tonk
Singer, in a rock and roll hilly billy band.
I'm lookin at the world at a hundred
Miles an hour from a 15 passenger van.
We're kinda like clowns and jugglers and
Harmony smugglers in a wild west caravan.
So set up the stage and turn on the lights.
Gonna crank it up and make noise tonight
The craziest show on earth is a rollin in!

Hey-ay, we get to play our songs.
Hey-ay, the hot chicks sing along.
When these back woods boys get all
Fixed up and the uptown girls get down.
When this cowboy, gypsie, hippy, hellbilly road show rolls around.

I coulda been sitting in an office
Somewhere, with degrees hanging on the wall;
Instead of wakin in a hotel, hangover,
Feelin like the Mornin after Mardi Gras.
It's a hell of a racket, folks can't hack it;
The wildest racket you ever saw.
Every broken heart, every mile of highway;
Rained out show, we play for no pay.
Hit the first downbeat and damn it's worth it all!!

Hey-ay, we get to play our songs.
Hey-ay, the hot chicks sing along.
When these back woods boys get all
Fixed up and the uptown girls get down.
When this cowboy, gypsie, hippy, hellbilly road show rolls around.

In a VW van or a pickup truck;
Come one come all and step right up.
Grab a cold drink and leave the rest to us!

Hey-ay, we get to play our songs.
Hey-ay, the hot chicks sing along.
When these back woods boys get all
Fixed up and the uptown girls get down.
When this cowboy, gypsie, hippy, hellbilly road show rolls around.
When this cowboy gypsie, hippy, hellbilly road show rolls around!!