| Lyrics: | WHISKEY ROCK-A-ROLLER
I'm headed down a highway, got my suitcase by my side.
Blue
skies hangin' over my head, I got five hundred miles to ride.
I'm goin' down to Memphis town to
play a late night show.
I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to
go.
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am.
Women, whiskey
and miles of travelin is all I understand.
Yes, I was born a travelin manand my feets do
burn the ground.
I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around.
I got a
hundred women or more and there's no place I call home.
The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm
on the road.
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am.
Women,
whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand.
Sometimes I wonder where will we
go.
Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll.
Take me down to Memphis
town, busdriver, get me there.
I got me a queenie, she got long black curly hair.
She
likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around
and everytime I see that girl, Lord,
she wants to take me down.
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I
am.
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand.
Sometimes I
wonder where will we go.
Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll.
- Edward King, Billy Powell & Ronnie VanZant |
