Roadhouse Blues (recorded live at Madison Square Garden, New York, 1970) Songtext
von The Doors
Roadhouse Blues (recorded live at Madison Square Garden, New York, 1970) Songtext
Yeah!
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we′re goin' to the roadhouse
We′re gonna have a real
Good time
Yeah, back at the roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, back at the roadhouse they got some bungalows
That's for the people
Who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Do it, Robby, do it
You gotta roll, roll, roll
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Thrill my soul
Ya gotta beep a gonk a chucha
Honk konk konk
Ya gotta, each you puna
Each ya, bop a lula
Each ya'll, bump a kechonk
Ease some konk
Ya, ride
Ashen lady, ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
The future′s uncertain and the end is always near
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we′re goin' to the roadhouse
We′re gonna have a real
Good time
Yeah, back at the roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, back at the roadhouse they got some bungalows
That's for the people
Who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Do it, Robby, do it
You gotta roll, roll, roll
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Thrill my soul
Ya gotta beep a gonk a chucha
Honk konk konk
Ya gotta, each you puna
Each ya, bop a lula
Each ya'll, bump a kechonk
Ease some konk
Ya, ride
Ashen lady, ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now
Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer
The future′s uncertain and the end is always near
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long
Writer(s): Don Airey, Ian Gillan, Robert Ezrin, Steven Morse, Ian Paice, Roger Glover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com