| Lyrics: | Gonna hop in the hack then turn on the key,
Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll
free,
Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day,
Push in the button, let the top ten
play.
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,
Come on honey, let me sing 'em
away,
Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away.
Give me a little of that old time
love,
Cause I ain't never had near enough.
Honey, walk that walk with style and
grace,
This ain't no knock-down drag-out race.
It don't matter much, pick any
gear,
Brind you a pound and drop the rear.
Baby, baby what can I say,
I'm here to
drive those blues away.
I sent a letter to a man I know,
Said, "One for the money
and two for the show."
I wait all summer for his reply
Said, "Three to get ready and four
to fly."
Only two things in the world I love,
That's rock 'n' roll and my turtle
dove.
When I was a young man I needed good luck,
But I'm a little bit older now and I know
my stuff.
Come on honey, let me sing 'em away,
Come on honey, let me sing 'em
away,
Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away |
