[singer A] Rumor spreadin' 'round in that dusty town, 'Bout that little wooden shack when the sun goes down. You know what I'm talkin' about... Yeah, way out in the back! A-haw, haw, haw, haw! A-haw, haw, haw! [singer A] Well, if you got the time and a ten dollar bill, Head on out to that house on the hill! Well, I hear it's fine if you got the dime, Having yourself a rockin' good time! Take a ride out to the shack! Yeah, we ain't ever comin' back! Have mercy! [instrumental] [singer B] Engine humming on a hot summer road, Drop the tailgate, light up the load. Got Texas guitar rolling in my ears, And a piano playing away all my fears! Sun is shining through the windshield glass, Step on the pedal, gonna make it last! [singer B] Sweet Texas boogie under blue summer skies! Watch the golden sun begin to rise! Turn the radio up, let the guitar roar, With that rolling piano right through the door! [singer B] Crossing the border at the break of day, Music in our hearts leading the way. The sweetest melody you’ve ever found, Best damn groove in the whole wide town! Sweet Texas boogie under blue summer skies! Watch the golden sun begin to rise! [transition] [singer A] Yeah, take it down to the shack! A-haw, haw, haw! [Dirty guitar lick & bouncy piano roll] [Singer B] There’s a cabin by the crossroads, With a porch of shifting pine, Where the travelers leave their heavy loads, At the end of the horizon line. An old man is sitting quietly, Tuning up his wooden strings, And he looks across the valley, As the desert chorus sings. [Chorus - Flowing, Rich and Majestic] [All Together singing] [The full guitar ensemble swells with warm energy, light drums driving the rhythm] "Oh, the road goes on forever, Underneath the western sky! We are drifting with the weather, As the golden hours fly! [Extended Guitar Jam with wild Drums] [Chorus] "Oh, the road goes on forever, Underneath the western sky! We are drifting with the weather, As the golden hours fly! With the rhythm of the guitars, And the shadows growing long, We are sleeping under bright stars, To the music of the song." [Outro] [Driving rhythm stays solid, airy and breezy right to the end] *(Lead vocals singing with passion and ad-libs)* Sweet home... keep on playing that piano! Where the skies are blue... [Piano riffs driving the groove to a final tight drum crash and a fading chord] [End]
