Foghat - Road Fever Lyrics
Rod Price Dave Peverett - Knee Trembler Music - ASCAPI'm back on the road and I ain't gonna stop,Goin' to roll 'til I'm old, gonna rock 'til I drop.Out of the smog, headin' into the sun,I'm goin' to New Orleans, Bourbon Street here I come!Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain,Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain,Give her the gun, drive like a hurricane.Got the heat up high, and the radio's on,Diggin' rock and roll music while we're ridin' along.Maybe Atlanta, may be Birmingham,I know where I'm going, God knows where I am!Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain,Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain,Give her the gun, drive like a hurricane.{Riffs, Dave - Solo, Riffs}Speeding along like a bullet from a gun,It's a three day ride, we're gonna make it in one.I'm back on the road and I ain't gonna stop,Goin' to roll 'til I'm old, gonna rock 'til I drop.Road fever, wheels turnin' in the rain,Road fever, fire burnin' in my brain,Go driver go! Move like a hurricane.{Riffs, Dave and Rod trading licks}Woo!Go driver go!We're goneWoo!Yea, we're goin' to New OrleansWe're goin' to New OrleansLook out here I comeWhoo!
