The Byrds - B.B. Class Road Lyrics

(Parsons / Davison)

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

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