โหลดเพลง mp3 Sweet Hitch-Hiker - John Fogerty

Sweet Hitch-Hiker - John Fogerty
Was ridin alongside the highway

Rollin'up the country side

Thinkin I'm the Devil's heatwave

What you burn in your crazy mind?

Saw a slight distraction

Standin by the road
Well, she was standin there,
yellow in her hair

Do you wanna, I was
thinkin would you care?

Sweet hitch hiker

We could make music
at the Greasy King

Sweet hitch hiker

Won't you ride on my fast machine

Cruisin on through the junction

I'm flyin bout the speed of sound

Noticin peculiar function

There ain't no roller coaster
to show me down

I turned away to see her

Why, she caught my eye

But she was rollin down,
movin too fast

Do you wanna
she is thinkin' can he last

Sweet hitch hiker

Could make music at the Greasy King

Sweet hitch hiker

Won't you ride on my fast machine

Was busted up along the highway

I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive

Wond ring if you're goin' my way

Won't you give the poor boy a ride

Here she comes a ridin

Man, she's flyin' high

But she was rollin down,
movin too fast

Do you wanna
she is thinkin' can he last

Sweet hitch hiker

We could make music
at the Greasy King

Sweet hitch hiker

Won't you ride on
my fast machine

Sweet hitch hiker

We could make music
at the Greasy King

Sweet hitch hiker

Won't you ride on
my fast machine

Sweet hitch hiker

We could make music
at the Greasy King

Sweet hitch hiker

Won't you ride on
my fast machine

Sweet hitch hiker

We could make music
at the Greasy King