The Doors - Roadhouse Blues lyrics

Ah keep your eyes on the road, Your hands up on the wheel. Ah keep your eyes on the road and Your hands up on the wheel. Yeah, we're going to the roadhouse, Gonna have a real... A good-time. Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, They've got some bungalows. Yeah, the back of the roadhouse, They've got some bungalows. They dance for the people Who like to go down slow. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, all night long. Do it, robby, do it! You gotta roll, roll, roll, You gotta thrill my soul, well, alright. Roll, roll, roll, roll-a Thrill my soul. You got to eat your dinner Got to eat your pork and beans. Pa**ionate lady, Pa**ionate lady. Give up your vows. Give up your vows. Save our city. Save our city. Ah, right now. Well, i woke up this morning And i got myself a beer. Well, i woke up this morning And i got myself a beer. The future's uncertain And the end is always near. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, baby, roll. Let it roll, all night long.