Lyrics John Fogerty

John Fogerty

Travelin' Band

Seven-Thirty-Seven comin' out of the sky.

Oh, won't you take me down to Memphis

On a midnight ride?

I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin' band, yeah!

Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land,

Tryin' to get a hand,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Take me to the hotel,

Baggage gone, oh, well.

Come on, come on,

Won't you get me to my room?

I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin' band, yeah!

Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land,

Tryin' to get a hand,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Listen to the radio,

Talkin' 'bout the last show.

Someone got excited,

Had to call the state militia.

I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin' band, yeah!

Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land,

Tryin' to get a hand,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Oh, wow!

Here we come again on a Saturday night.

Oh, with your fussin' and your fightin',

Won't you get me to the right?

I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin' band, yeah!

Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land,

Tryin' to get a hand,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Oh, wow!

Oh, I'm playin' in a travelin' band,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Won't you get me; take my hand?

Well, I'm playin' in a travelin' band.

Well, I'm flying 'cross the land,

Tryin' to get a hand,

Playin' in a travelin' band.

Oh, wow!

Hey!