Roadmaster

Gene Clark

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    I'm a roadmaster baby and I spent my life on the road
    I'm a travelin' musician and I'm carryin' a pretty big load
    I've spend my days drivin' down the highway
    When the show is over I gotta do it my way
    So look out honey 'cause a 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
    The evenin' was nice, I knew her pretty well
    She said she'd like to stick around and talk for a spell
    But tomorrow I'll be wakin' and a roadmaster's got to move on

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    One evenin' at a truck stop when I was on the way to a gig somewhere
    Some slick-back truck drivers started givin' me some shit about my long hair
    I just smiled, I told them they were right
    And 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 between a woman and a lady
    I love 'em all from sixteen to eighty
    When the moon is shinin' and the roadmaster's on the road

    I'm a roadmaster baby and I spent my life in the road
    I'm a travelin' guitar picker and I feel I got a big load
    I've spend my days driving down the highway
    When the show is over I gotta do it my way
    So look out honey 'cause a roadmaster's on the road

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    Composición: Gene Clark

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