Out on That Road Songtext
von Paul Revere and the Raiders

It′s time to grab my suitcase
And stuff it full of clothes
I don't know where I′m going
I'm sure my agent knows

I've got to be gone!
(You shouldn′t take it so hard, so hard)
Out on that road

And every trip to Newark
And bus to Baltimore
But I don′t watch the scenery
I've seen it all before

I see my Cinderella Sunshine
(Where do you go?)
Out on that road
Play some!

Atlanta to Montgomery
We′ll play those southern towns
The girls all speak like honey
Brings my resistance down


Sure I'm getting hungry
(Hungry for the good things, good things, baby)
Out on that road
One more!

We′ll probably skip the USA
In Europe in the fall
The foreign girls are beautiful
And we sure like to ball

That's how we get our kicks, now
(Kicks just keep getting harder to find, to find)
Out on that road

Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Out on that road


Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Out on that road

Hey, la la la (la la la)
Hey, la la la (la la la)
Hey, la la la (la la la)
Hey, la la la (la la la)
Hey, la la la
Hey, la la la
Out on that road