Goodtime Boogie

I’m on my way to play some goodtime boogie

But a hard time’s on my mind

Seems like I’m always looking

For something I can’t find

 

I’m on my way to play some good time boogie

But a hard time’s on my mind

I don’t know what you got cooking

But baby it sure looks fine

 

I sleep under a heavenly sky

Filled with crystal stars

All summer I’ve been lying here

Dreaming of good times to come

 

By the time I’ll get to heaven

The first thing I’ll get done

Is to call you up and tell you where you’re going

And maybe even where you’re coming from

 

I’m almost ready to pass the test

A few more years to go

Ain’t it funny when you look at it from above

Just a little more time to go

 

I’m free as a bird but I can’t fly

What kind of a bird is that, it’s a chicken

When you ain’t got the nerve and you ain’t got the power

What kind of a man is that, it’s a coward

 

I don’t need no present

No gift from above

I don’t need to be shown the way

All I need is the guts

 

I’m on my way to play some good time boogie

But a hard time’s on my mind

I don’t know what you got cooking

But baby it sure looks fine

 

I’m guilty each and every minute

Every step of the way

Every word I speak

And every game I play

 

There’s no way in and no way out

There ain’t no way around it

Can’t get over can’t get through

I can only boogie about it

 

Terug