Lipbone Redding - Law in Kansas Lyrics

To the East Coast from Colorado Springs
Driving across the big ole prairie, oh
I was adjusting my stereo
It's been 18 days with the Lipbone Show
The trouble with trouble is it always finds us
Is that the flashing of blue lights behind us?
Officer, I wasn't in a rush
It's just, Jeffrey's driving the Lipbone Bus
Officer, I didn't see your sign
I didn't know that we'd crossed the state line
Into your state of nervousness and fear
Take your hand off your weapon sir, we're not from around here
I'm just a musician
Out on the road, I'm on a holy mission
I'm just a musician
And I don't want no trouble with the law in Kansas
Out here on the road, I live like Robinson Carusoe
Fulfill my quest, yes, I intend to do so
My friends and family think I glamorous as hell
But I'm staying every night at the Super 8 Motel
I'm just a musician
Out on the road, I'm on a holy mission
I'm just a musician
And I don't want no trouble with the law
Don't want no trouble with the law in Kansas
In Kansas
I'm just a musician
Out on the road, I'm on a holy mission
Just a musician
And I don't want no trouble with the law in Kansas
The Law in Kansas
The Law in Kansas
The Law in Kansas
The Law in Kansas