| There she takes you home | 
| Sweet woman, your heart’s my salt | 
| Take a little walk on the wild side of town | 
| As she tippies out to jump | 
| Woman, sweet love of mine | 
| Let’s roll on down that road | 
| Let’s roll on with the cure that burns the midnight slow | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Light me up this one | 
| Big wheels keep turning round | 
| Through a road of parlor window | 
| As she comes a little bit closer | 
| I can feel the wheels spinning around | 
| That old blues record | 
| Has us dancing up on the ground | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your dope is right | 
| Let’s roll on through the night | 
| Let’s roll on to the cure that burns a midnight hour | 
| She’s burning bright like a blue flame | 
| Love it when you do your thing | 
| Let’s take it easy for a little while | 
| Threw away the lock and key | 
| As she comes a little bit closer | 
| I can feel the wheels spinning around | 
| That old blues record has us | 
| Dancing all up on the ground | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right | 
| Woman, your love is right |