Text: Angus And Julia Stone. On The Road.

Hit up the bottle
Scored us the finest herb
Jumped aboard that rolling stone
Took to the sky like a bird

Now the wheels are in full spin
We're off to play a thousand shows
Took a drag, fell in a dream
Took to the sky like a crow

She don't like it when I'm on the road (x4)

Turn up the radio
Play "A Horse With No Name"
Ten miles to the show
We're running late in a running late game

That road can burn through your heart
Make you forget what you're doing it for
But I'll keep walking through the dark
I'll keep knocking at that door, Yes I will

She don't like it when I'm on the road (x4)

(Merci a David pour cettes paroles)