Texty: John Fogerty. Comin' Down The Road.

Yeah! yeah!
It happened just this mornin', you know I woke up feelin' so good,
The sun came over the mountain, just like I always knew it would.
Had another dream about music, you know the kind that they used to play,
There was everyone that I love to hear, marchin' to their own parade.

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And they were comin' down the road, playin' that rock n' roll,
And dontcha feel good 'cause they're comin' down the road.

Saw that orpheum theatre, I heard a thousand screamin' guitars,
There was a greasy-haired boy with a wiggle, they thought he was a man from mars,

Rollin' along with the fat man, a piece of country-fried blueberry pie,
I said to myself "let me hear it on the hill, just one time, one time before I die."

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