The Rounds Songtext
von Hudson Bell

In a little while
I′ll be leaving town
But I hope I'll see you again
Someday out in the wild
Bury hatchets in the flying clouds
All over these maps
For rock and roll saps we′ll play

So come on down
Get your feet off the ground
And move to the shaky sounds
Of a band just making the rounds


And we just learned guitar
In an eerie practice your every
Cause out on the road
You know you will be
Someday
Thousands of miles
In the hands of these foreign crowds
All over these maps
These rock and roll traps will play

So come on down
Get your feet off the ground
And bend to the shaky sounds
Of a band just making the rounds

So put on your crown
Get your feet off the ground
And dance to the freaky sounds
Of a band just making the rounds