Texty:
Fogerty John

Outside my window I can hear the radio And you know that Motor wagon is ready to fly 'Cause it's almost Saturday night Bye bye, tomorrow Jody's gone

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you

When I was young and in my prime, in my prime I left my home in Caroline Now all I do is sit and pine, for all those folks I left behind I got the blue

I?m workin? on a building, I?m workin? on a building, I?m workin? on a building, for my lord, for my lord. If iiiiiiiiiiiiii were a drunkard, tell you

Help me fellas I'm feelin' kind-a weak The way I'm livin' just ain't right I need somebody t' watch over me All my blue moon nights I want a girl to

Well, if you want To ease your mind You just go on Take it to the river When you're down Well, that's alright You just bring it down to jelly roll We

Oh, when He calls my name, I will an, I'll answer When He calls, calls me yeah, I will an, I'll answer When He calls my name, I will an, I'll answer Wanna

Well here she comes again She's a-lookin' for me Better make my move Better head out to the high seas If she get's me in her sights I'll be workin' all

Mr. Greed, why you got to own everything that you see? Mr. Greed, why you put a chain on everybody livin' free? You're hungerin' for his house, you're