Sweet Hitch‐Hiker Songtext
von Creedence Clearwater Revival

Was ridin′ along side the highway
Rollin' up the countryside
Thinkin′ I'm the devil's heatwave
What you burn in your crazy mind?

Saw a slight distraction
Standin′ by the road
She was smilin′ there, yellow in her hair
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care?

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won′t you ride on my fast machine?

Cruisin' on thru the junction
I′m flyin' ′bout the speed of sound
Noticin' peculiar function
Ain't no roller coaster show me down


I turned away to see her
Woah, she caught my eye
But I was rollin′ down, movin′ too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can it last?

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King, yeah
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won′t you ride on my fast machine?

Was busted up along the highway
I'm the saddest ridin′ fool alive
Wondering if you're goin′ my way
Won't you give a poor boy a ride?

Now here she comes a-ridin'
Lord, she′s flyin′ high
She was rollin' down, movin′ too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinkin', can I last?

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won′t you ride on my fast machine?


Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won′t you ride on my fast machine? Yeah

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King