Travelin’ Band Songtext
von Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band

Well, it′s time to travel on

747 coming out of the sky
Won't you take me down to heaven on a midnight ride
I wanna move
I′m in a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band

Listen to the radio, talking about the last show
Someone got excited, called the state militia
I wanna move
I'm in a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band
Alright now


Here we come again, it's Friday night
Gonna rock, gonna roll, ′til you get me to the rhyme
I wanna move
In a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band

Playing in a traveling band
Playing in a traveling band
Flying across the land
Playing in a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band
All night

Alright boys
We came through New York City, Detroit, Cleveland, San Francisco
Dallas, Texas, Houston, Texas, Miami, Florida, St. Louis, Kansas City, Seattle, Washington, Tacoma

Are you ready to travel?
You gonna have to go home and pack your bags
Kiss your baby goodbye
Say goodbye to your mamma and your papa
You gotta quit your job, you gotta quit school
If you wanna be in a rock and roll band


Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to go?
Are you ready to go?
Come on

747 coming out of the sky
Take me down to heaven on a midnight ride
I wanna move
I′m in a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band

Playing in a traveling band
Playing in a traveling band
Playing in a traveling band
Playing in a traveling band
Flying across the land trying to get a hand
Playing in a traveling band

Miss the dream
Come on down the track
One, two, three

Thank you, goodnight

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