Lyrics The Byrds – B.B. Class Road
Text:
We’re driving down the highway seven days a week
Looking for a number one looking rather bleak
Well I’m a roadie what a job being a roadie
I’m a roadie B.B. Class Road
I get them to the gig on time it’s not so hard to do
They only way to break a crime speeding is the thing to do
Well I’m a roadie what a job being a roadie
I’m a roadie B.B. Class Road
They only way to break a crime speeding is the thing to do
Well I’m a roadie what a job being a roadie
I’m a roadie B.B. Class Road
Well I’m really really really really tired today
I’ve been checking my gear all night
You know what they’re all gonna say
Someday you’re gonna miss a flight
Well I’m a roadie here today and truckin all the same
I’m a roadie B.B. Class Road B.B. Class Road B.B. Class Road
Album
The Byrds – The Byrds - Farther Along
The Byrds – Bag Full Of Money
The Byrds – Born To Rock’N’Roll
The Byrds – Lost My Drivin’ Wheel
The Byrds – Lazy Waters
The Byrds – So Fine
The Byrds – Precious Kate
The Byrds – Antique Sandy
The Byrds – America’s Great National Pastime
The Byrds – Bugler
The Byrds – B.B. Class Road
The Byrds – Farther Along
The Byrds – Get Down Your Line
The Byrds – Tiffany Queen