Written by john fogerty Available on the album reg dwight's piano goes pop
737 coming out of the sky Won't you take me down to memphis on a midnight ride I want to move, yeah Playing in a travelling band, yeah Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band
Take me to the hotel Baggage gone, oh well Come on, come on, won't you get me to the room I want to move, yeah Playing in a travelling band, yeah Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band
Listen to the radio Talking about the last show Someone got excited, had to call the state militia I want to move, yeah Playing in a travelling band, yeah Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band
Here we come again on a saturday night With your fussing and your fighting, won't you get me to the right I want to move, yeah Playing in a travelling band, yeah Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band
Well I'm playing in a travelling band Playing in a travelling band Playing in a travelling band Well I'm playing in a travelling band Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band
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