Travelin Band
Seven Thirty Seven 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,
try'in' 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!
Writer/s: Creedence
