Travelin' Band Songtext
von Creedence Clearwater Revival

Seven-Thirty-Seven comin′ out of the sky.
Oh, won't you take me down to Memphis
On a midnight ride?
I wanna move.

Playin′ in a travelin' band, yeah!
Well, I'm flyin′ ′cross the land,
Tryin' to get a hand,
Playin′ in a travelin' band.

Take me to the hotel,
Baggage gone, oh, well.
Come on, come on,
Won′t you get me to my room?
I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin′ band, yeah!
Well, I'm flyin' ′cross the land,
Tryin′ to get a hand,
Playin' in a travelin′ band.


Listen to the radio,
Talkin' ′bout the last show.
Someone got excited,
Had to call the state militia.
I wanna move.

Playin' in a travelin′ band, yeah!
Well, I'm flyin' ′cross the land,
Tryin′ to get a hand,
Playin' in a travelin′ band.
Oh, wow!

Here we come again on a Saturday night.
Oh, with your fussin' and your fightin′,
Won't you get me to the right?
I wanna move.

Playin′ in a travelin' band, yeah!
Well, I'm flyin′ ′cross the land,
Tryin' to get a hand,
Playin′ in a travelin' band.
Oh, wow!


Oh, I′m playin' in a travelin′ band,
Playin' in a travelin' band.
Won′t you get me; take my hand?
Well, I′m playin' in a travelin′ band.
Well, I'm flying ′cross the land,
Tryin' to get a hand,
Playin′ in a travelin' band.
Oh, wow!

Hey!