Limousine driver. Big cadillac car. Rich and famous. No matter who you are you are. I seen a rock n roll rider. I seen a cinema star. . Chorus:. Won't you roll down the road.
Like everyone she knows. She's holding out for truelove. Waiting on an answer. Ready for a change. And everywhere she goes. She's just a little bit on the lookout.
Off the coast of Africa,. Bound for South America,. A world away from here. Is a ship that sails the sea,. Is a man who's just like me. And I wish that I was there..
If I could go down now. While the whole town is sleeping. See the sun creeping up on the hill. I know the river and the railroad. Would run through the valley still.
Hand me down my golden crown and let me ride. Don't deny the highway in my soul. Jump and sing that silver thing that I feel inside. Hallelujah let that big wheel roll.
Sing a song for the wrong. And the wicked and the strong. And the sick, as thick as thieves. For the faceless fear that was never so near. Too clear to misbelieve.
Frequented by displeasing memories. Haunted by the creatures born of night. Sunk deep in the dejection and distress. Weak and powerless to severe the ties.
(I...) I sing with a shattered voice. (I...) I sing with a heavy heart. . There in the deepest well of dreams. Echoed a distant song. I hearkened to the hallowed voice.
I have come to the end of my line. With these final steps I take back my freedom. Unchain the shackles that never could hold my mind. . Time keeps running and running.
All you dreamers. So far you haven't worked it out. And you believers. So far away from heaven. All you mothers. You think you know what every things about.
Rev up leaving all in the dust. Got a Cadillac six-pack vision of us. Tonight, we ride high into the desert sky. Hands up feel the heat in the air. Legends never die they play truth or dare.
Sitting on vacation I can't tear myself away. I think I could get used to this real fast. The life that I have left back home cannot find me today. And in my mind I'm moving here at last.
I can't sleep at night and. If I do I dream of you. I'm afraid to tell you. What I still feel about you. . If this would be my last day. I know just what I do.
Making love in my own dimension. breaking hearts only one direction. lonely - how do you feel?. . Spending time waiting for permission. Getting lost in my own ambition.
Those are lives passing by, our lives. These are people you have known. And the flowers keep on growing for all time. As we stare at the ground. . And I see your name in stone.
I told you lady. Take me for one day. Please don't ask any questions. You know I can stay. . I wish the wind was cold. I want to hold you baby hold. Only in your arms I'm lost.
make a pair of wings for his head. On top of which his hands fold in a clasp. He looks like Spencer Tracy now. For forty years then Harold Agnews' life tracked the atomic age.
Sunday night. I was riding on the a train. Reading the newspaper. A woman was trying to convince a man. That she hadn't done it. . All these years. I haven't seen you.
This is Havana. The night before the revolution. Carlos Romero Pambo plays the symphony. For latin piano. Popping corks and blasting bullets. La Habanera dances in the streets.
Pulling up in black cars,. Looking like a star,. It's about to go down.. Cameras flashing everywhere,. 'Cause we don't even care,. . Bitch, we liven' right now..