Code of the Road Songtext
von Nils Lofgren

They call him Snake, he minds his own business
He got his own sound, we′re glad that he's with us
I call him bottom, plays so fine
Wanna feel that pocket all the time I heard it
Dancing in my sleep, shouting in the shower
I find true love, I call it pocket power

Code of the Road


Are you mellow inside
Can you take it trough the night
It′s a Code of the Road
Pull, no matter the load

I play with convicts, don't earn a penny
Soldiers of fortune, and they don't number many
I say dirty love outlasts true
Ain′t no commandment, it′s just what I do

Pocket power, please be tender
Keep me inspired glue me to my Fender