Foghat - Road Fever текст песни

I’m back on the road and I ain’t gonna stop
Goin' to roll 'til I’m old, gonna rock 'til I drop
Out of the smog, headin' into the sun
I’m goin' to New Orleans, Bourbon Street here I come!
Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain
Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain
Give her the gun, drive like a hurricane
Got the heat up high, and the radio’s on Diggin' rock and roll music while we’re ridin' along
Maybe Atlanta, may be Birmingham
I know where I’m going, God knows where I am!
Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain
Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain
Give her the gun, drive like a hurricane
Speeding along like a bullet from a gun
It’s a three day ride, we’re gonna make it in one
I’m back on the road and I ain’t gonna stop
Goin' to roll 'til I’m old, gonna rock 'til I drop
Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain
Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain
Go driver go! Move like a hurricane
Woo!
Go driver go!
We’re gone
Woo!
Yea, we’re goin' to New Orleans
We’re goin' to New Orleans
Look out here I come
Whoo!