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Roy Orbison

Movin'

 

Movin'

(album: Laminar Flow - 1979)


Moving, moving down the line, yeah
Moving all the ......'in time, yeah
Moving, movin down the line, yeah
Moving, watching for the road sign

Losing, almost losing your mind
Losing losing all track of time
Moving, hurry up and stay behind
Moving on down the line

Check into a hotel hour' till showtime
Brother won't you pass me the wine?
And those front row women are always looking so fine

Moving, take a french bath quick
Moving, waiting for the wine kick
Moving, counting every clock tick
Yeah I gotta get on the stick

Moving, stealing all the hot licks
Moving, where is my guitar pick?
Moving, ain't got time to get sick
Moving on down the road

Finally make it backstage ain't no dressing room
Done forgot our last tune now the curtains rising
I think it's twenty minutes too soon
Tuning in a hurry gotta make that booker worry

Will we hit the stage on time?
This microphone's a live wire going like wild fire
The feedback is sounding just fine

Moving, I think we stole the show,yeah
Moving, I guess it's time to go now
Moving, I ain't got time to slow down
I keep on feeling low down

Cruising, heading for a show town
Crying, which way do we go now
Moving on down the road

Check into a hotel hour 'til show time
Brother won't you pass me the wine
And those front row women are always looking so fine

Moving, I din't get the check, yeah
Moving, ah but what the heck, yeah
Moving, on down the road
Moving, got to saty on top, yeah
Moving, moving 'til we drop yeah
Moving on down the road
Moving, I didn't get the chick, yeah
Moving on down the road
Moving down the line now
Moving, all the 'in time now

done

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