Text: Buddy Guy. Living Proof. On The Road.
Got a blue Mercedes with a snakeskin top
Gonna keep on driving, I'll never stop
My baby's riding in a shotgun seat
Don't let no grass grow under our feet
I'm on the road, yes, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
This ride of mine got a rambling soul
Got a built-in bar to keep the Cokers cold
I point to the east and I pointed west
What my baby wants, you know my baby gets
On the road, yes, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
She got a body that keeps all cool
Thunder and lightning, up on the hood
I tune her up, never let her down
You know we're ready, now we're highway bound
On the road, hey, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
Gonna keep on driving, I'll never stop
My baby's riding in a shotgun seat
Don't let no grass grow under our feet
I'm on the road, yes, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
This ride of mine got a rambling soul
Got a built-in bar to keep the Cokers cold
I point to the east and I pointed west
What my baby wants, you know my baby gets
On the road, yes, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
She got a body that keeps all cool
Thunder and lightning, up on the hood
I tune her up, never let her down
You know we're ready, now we're highway bound
On the road, hey, I'll take it on the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
Give it some juice, turn my motor loose
On the road
Buddy Guy
Living Proof
Buddy Guy