TRAVELIN´ BAND
(J.C. Fogerty)

737 comin´ out of the sky.
Oh! Won´t you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,

I wanna move.

Playin´ in a Travelin´ Band. Yeah!
Well, I´m flyin´ ´cross the land, tryin´ to get a hand,
Playin´ in a Travelin´ Band.

Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well.
Come on, come on, won´t you get me to my room,
I wanna move.

Listen to the radio, Talkin´ ´bout the last show.
Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia,
Wanna move.

Oh! WOW!

Here we come again on a Saturday night
Oh with your fussin´ and a fightin´
Won´t you get me to the rhyme,
I wanna move.

Oh! WOW!

Oh! I´m playin´ in a Travelin´ Band
Playin´ in a Travelin´ Band.
Won´t you get me, take me hand
Well, I´m playin´ in a Travelin´ Band,
Well, I´m flyin´ ´cross the land.
Tryin´ to get a hand,
Playin´ in a Travelin´ Band, OH! WOW!

Hey!