They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road I ainât got me nobody
I ainât carryinâ me no load
Ainât no change in the weather Ainât no change in me Ainât no change in the weather Ainât no change in me I ainât hidinâ from nobody Nobodyâs hidinâ fom me
I got that green light babe I gotta keep movinâ on I got that green light babe I gotta keep movinâ on I might go up to Califonia Might go down to Georgia I donât know.