These Wheels
After flying sixteen hours we were finally in L.A
We spent two extra hours, then, arrived at the Travelodge
We suffered the first scam in a black and yellow cab
But it was nothing compared to seeing Tremendo at the desk
Looking for tracks in the desert, we stood astonished in The Wave
Lots of dancing in Durango, amazing thai in Santa Fe
A very young guitar player in a clear Tweedy style
Who had played three days before in The Lensic, oh my God!!
These wheels keep on rolling and my heart is still burning
These wheels will lead me to fulfill my dream
Sunday evening in Amarillo, karaoke in The 66
Inside the Skooters hugs and fun
We're on the mother road again!!
Under the skies of Oklahoma, on the way to Little Rock
We felt like small birds, claiming shelter from the storm
In Music City, hats and boots
"Just three chords and the truth"
Ride to Memphis, where the King showed me the way to meet Al
Green
Pouring sweat on the Mississippi, drags the life to New Orleans
Where the bayou and its buzz, has us clapping to the brass
These wheels keep on rolling and my heart is still burning
These wheels will lead me to fulfill my dream
These wheels will help me to fulfill my dream
We spent two extra hours, then, arrived at the Travelodge
We suffered the first scam in a black and yellow cab
But it was nothing compared to seeing Tremendo at the desk
Looking for tracks in the desert, we stood astonished in The Wave
Lots of dancing in Durango, amazing thai in Santa Fe
A very young guitar player in a clear Tweedy style
Who had played three days before in The Lensic, oh my God!!
These wheels keep on rolling and my heart is still burning
These wheels will lead me to fulfill my dream
Sunday evening in Amarillo, karaoke in The 66
Inside the Skooters hugs and fun
We're on the mother road again!!
Under the skies of Oklahoma, on the way to Little Rock
We felt like small birds, claiming shelter from the storm
In Music City, hats and boots
"Just three chords and the truth"
Ride to Memphis, where the King showed me the way to meet Al
Green
Pouring sweat on the Mississippi, drags the life to New Orleans
Where the bayou and its buzz, has us clapping to the brass
These wheels keep on rolling and my heart is still burning
These wheels will lead me to fulfill my dream
These wheels will help me to fulfill my dream
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Javier Pelarda Tutor
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