Big Mac

(álbum: Unborn Child - 1974)

Big Mac moving down the highway sound. Got it wide open and he's southway bound.
I had my pack over my shoulder. Somehow I don't feel much older.
Captain laying on the barroom floor. Ain't a-going back to that town no more.
Well, he said I looked funny, won't leave me alone.
Mmm... Big Mac, move on now and take me home.

Take me where I can be free. Take me where my lungs can breathe.

Big wheels humming, hear the highway scream. Big Mac moving on through the rain.
Headlights playing like an old the-a-ter. If I don't go now I can't go later.
Velvet lady on a sunlit porch. Cigarette burning like a noonday torch.
I stayed a little while and I stayed a little longer. It got a little wild and it got a little warmer.
Turn me loose and take me home.

Take me where I can be free. Take me where my lungs can breathe.