Creedence Clearwater Revival — Sweet Hitch-Hiker
Album: ChronicleAvg rating:
Your rating:
Total ratings: 744
Length: 2:50
Plays (last 30 days): 0
share
tweet
Was Ridin' along side the highway, rollin' up the country side.
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road;
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair;
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound,
Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down.
I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye,
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive.
Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high.
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can I last.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road;
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair;
Do you wanna, I was thinkin', would you care.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound,
Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down.
I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye,
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive.
Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high.
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast;
Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can I last.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
We could make music at the Greasy King.
Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker,
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Comments (10)add comment
From the sophisticated music and lyrics of U2 to the roots rock of CCR.
kingart wrote:
"Swedish Hitch-Hiker"
No comments?
Love CCR.
He mumbles and mangles the lyrics, here, tho. That always peeved me. But still, I love CCR.
"Swedish Hitch-Hiker"
ExploitingChaos wrote:
And if they do they may mess with you. My how times have changed!
We used to hitch hike to the ocean at night, sometimes bare footed, with just a towel...
It doesn't happen anymore... People will not pick you up.
It doesn't happen anymore... People will not pick you up.
And if they do they may mess with you. My how times have changed!
Good ole John! He can still rock.
the dude could sing
play lead geetar
write a hook
tell a story
CCR burned bright and hot for a short time - love em
an American Band!
play lead geetar
write a hook
tell a story
CCR burned bright and hot for a short time - love em
an American Band!
We used to hitch hike to the ocean at night, sometimes bare footed, with just a towel...
It doesn't happen anymore... People will not pick you up.
It doesn't happen anymore... People will not pick you up.
They are uncommentable. They are CCR. Love it.
Was ridin' along side the highway
Rollin' up the country side
Thinkin' I'm the Devil's heatwave
What you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction
Standin' by the road
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair
Do you wanna? I was thinkin', would you care?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on through the junction
I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound
Noticin' peculiar function
I ain't no roller coaster show me down
I turned away to see her
Woa! She caught my eye
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast
Do you wanna? She was thinkin' can it last?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highway
I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive
Wondering if you're goin' in my way
Won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin'
Lord, she's flyin' high
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast
Do you wanna? She was thinkin' can I last?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Rollin' up the country side
Thinkin' I'm the Devil's heatwave
What you burn in your crazy mind?
Saw a slight distraction
Standin' by the road
She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair
Do you wanna? I was thinkin', would you care?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Cruisin' on through the junction
I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound
Noticin' peculiar function
I ain't no roller coaster show me down
I turned away to see her
Woa! She caught my eye
But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast
Do you wanna? She was thinkin' can it last?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Was busted up along the highway
I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive
Wondering if you're goin' in my way
Won't you give a poor boy a ride?
Here she comes a ridin'
Lord, she's flyin' high
But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast
Do you wanna? She was thinkin' can I last?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
Sweet hitch a hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?
Sweet hitch a hiker
We could make music at the greasy king
No comments on this classic? Ok, I'll bite.
No comments?
Love CCR.
He mumbles and mangles the lyrics, here, tho. That always peeved me. But still, I love CCR.
Love CCR.
He mumbles and mangles the lyrics, here, tho. That always peeved me. But still, I love CCR.