DRIVE

Verse 1

If we’re gonna play a show in New Orleans

Get the kids, fill the car with gasoline

Say bye to everyone we know, ready steady here we go

If we’re gonna play a show in New Orleans

Throwing all the gear in the Caravan

Whole band headed for Louisiana wetlands

Verse 2

See the sun a sinkin like a submarine

Empty out the automatic teller machine

Wave to your mama, to your pa,

when we pass through Arkansas

See the sun a sinkin like a submarine

Highway, all the way, let me in the fast lane

sheriff on the shoulder, hope he made his quota

Chorus 1

Revin up the engine, got our two guitars

Here’s hoping nothing’s broken

and they’ll know who we are

Wishing for a crowd and full tip jar

and no heckler yelling “Freebird!” at the back of the bar

I can see the city lights,

everything’s alright so just drive, drive, drive

Verse 3

Speeding down the interstate to Baton Rouge

O’er the Mississippi and the river saloons

To get there by load-in,

can’t get pulled o-ver again

Speeding down the interstate to Baton Rouge

Keep the motor red-lined til the city limits sign

Destination on the right, hope I typed it in right

Ahhhhhh

Chorus 2

Chorus 1

Revin up the engine, got our two guitars

Here’s hoping nothing’s broken

and they’ll know who we are

Wishing for a crowd and full tip jar

and no heckler yelling “Freebird!” at the back of the bar

I can see the city lights,

everything’s alright so just drive, drive

Revin up the engine, got our two guitars

Here’s hoping nothing’s broken

and they’ll know who we are

Wishing for a crowd and full tip jar

and no heckler yelling “Freebird!” at the back of the bar

I can see the city lights,

everything’s alright so...