On the road again
please tell me if the oil level’s checked
if the money and the cheques are all correct
if the things we need they all are packed
so i can light your first cigarette
on the road
oh on the road
we’re leaving in the middle of night
on the darky roads with nowhere light
just a half moon that is shining bright
and the sound of the engine makes us feel all right
on the road
oh on the road
we’re on the road, on the road, on the road again
we’re on the road again going from land to land
we’re on the road again we’re singing friend and friend
on the road
oh on the road
on the back side of our ugly duck
there’s a woman that you cannot fuck
all the squareheads really think it’s a suck
but the hippies passing by say: good luck
on the road
oh on the road
sometimes a hitch-hiker on our way
then our hearts say we can’t let him stay
and maybe he’s got nothing to say
but then we know we did something right that day
on the road
oh on the road
with the taperecorder on my knees
playing music that will always please
under sky that makes us feel released
being free it gives a feeling of peace
on the road, oh on the road