Lyrics
(V1)
Sitting around the house with nothing going on.
Until I get a phone call from my buddy Vaughn.
He says do you still have those harmonicas you blow on.
And do you want to drive the bus for the band?
(Chorus)
We’re heading down to Reno.
Friday night we’ve got a show.
Rock’n out Davidson bar.
It sounded like a good time, so I said count me in.
Now we’re rolling down Highway 95.
(V2)
We packed up a Fleetwood the band gear and friends.
Rolling southbound once again.
Lucky dog riding shotgun and a rockstar in my hand.
Close your eyes we’ll be there when they open.
(Chorus)
