Used Cars Whiskey Rock-a-roller
(B. Powell/E. King/R. Van Zant) I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go CHORUS: Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller That's what I am Women, whiskey and miles of travellin' Is all I understand I was born a travellin' man and my feets do burn the ground I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around I got a 100 women or more and there's no place I call home The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road CHORUS Sometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll Take me down to Memphis town, busdriver get me there I got me a queenie she got longbrown curly hair She likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around And everytime I see that gal Lord she wants to take me down CHORUS
