Roadmaster - Gene Clark

I´m a roadmaster baby and I spent my life on the road

I´m a traveling musician and I`m carrying a pretty big load

I´ve spend my days driving down the highway

When the show is over I gotta do it my way

So look out honey `cause a roadmaster´s on the road

I met a pretty woman down in Nashville, Tennessee

She said she´d blew the harp if I could blow a number and see

The evening was nice, I knew her pretty well

She said she´d like to stick around and talk for a spell

But tomorrow I´ll be wakin´ and a roadmaster´s got to move on

One evening at a truck stop when I was on the way to a gig somewhere

Some slick-back truck drivers started givin´me some shit about my long hair

I just smiled, I told them they were right

And I snuck out the door like a thief in the night

Got the four wheels a-turnin´, got the roadmaster back on the road

I´m a fool for the highway, I never thought of settling down

I like to play my music when there´s lots of pretty women around

Never noticed any difference between a woman and a lady

I love ém all from sixteen to eighty

When the moon is shining and the roadmaster´s on the road

I´m a roadmaster baby and I spent my life in the road

I´m a traveling guitar picker and I feel I got a big load

I´ve spend my days driving down the highway

When the show is over I gotta do it my way

So look out honey `cause a roadmaster´s on the road