| Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky.
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| Oh! |
| Won’t you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride,
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| I wanna move.
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| CHORUS:
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| Playin' in a Travelin' Band. |
| Yeah!
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| Well, I’m flyin' 'cross the land, try’in' to get a hand,
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| Playin' in a Travelin' Band.
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| Take me to the hotel, Baggage gone, oh, well.
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| Come on, come on, won’t you get me to my room,
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| I wanna move.
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| CHORUS
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| Listen to the radio, Talkin' 'bout the last show.
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| Someone got excited, Had to call the State Militia,
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| Wanna move.
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| CHORUS
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| Oh! |
| WOW!
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| Here we come again on a Saturday night
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| Oh with your fussin' and your fightin'
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| Won’t you get me to there right,
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| I wanna move.
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| CHORUS
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| Oh! |
| WOW!
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| Oh! |
| I’m playin' in a Travelin' Band;
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| Playin' in a Travelin' Band.
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| Won’t you give us all a hand
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| Well, I’m playin' in a Travelin' Band,
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| Well, I’m flyin' 'cross the land.
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| Tryin' to get a hand,
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| Playin' in a Travelin' Band, OH! |
| WOW!
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| Hey! |