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Clearwater Revival Creedence The Concert

Traffic in the city turns my head around No, no, no, no, no Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church Ev'rywhere you look, there's a frown, frown

: Who will take the coal from the mine? Who will take the salt from the earth? Who'll take a leaf and grow it to a tree? Don't Look Now, it ain't you

: Seven Thirty Seven coming out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride, I wanna move. CHORUS: Playing in a Traveling Band

: I see the bad moon arising. I see trouble on the way. I see earthquakes and lightning. I see bad times today. CHORUS: Don't go around tonight, Well

: Traffic in the city turns my head around. No, no, no, no, no. Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church, Ev'rywhere you look there's a frown

: Some folks are born made to wave the flag, Ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail to the chief", Ooh, they point the cannon

: You know the night time, oh, is the right time To be with the one you love. I said the night time, ooh, is the right time To be with the one you love

: Early in the evenin' just about supper time, Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy

Tombstone Shadow, stretching across my path. Tombstone Shadow, stretching across my path. Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh, There's a shadow on my