Life On The Road

Ever since I was a child,

I loved to wander wild

Through the bright city lights,

And find myself a life I could call my own.

It was always my ambition

To see Piccadilly,

Ramble and roam around Soho

And Pimlico and Savile Row,

And walk down the Abbey Road.

So I saved all my money

And packed up my clothes,

And I said good-bye to my friends

And my folks back home.

And I left for a life of my own.

I left for a life on the road.

I'm a real hungry tyke,

And I know what I like.

And I know where I'm goin':

To those bright city lights.

Oh yeah, oh yeah,

This time I'm gonna get there.

I'm bound for a life on the road.

Give me life on the road.

I said life on the road.

When I arrived in Euston,

I was little more than a child.

And I didn't know then

That the dives and the dens

Would be so vulgar and wicked and wild.

Mama always told me

The city ladies were bawdy and bold.

And so I searched night and day

To catch a kissable lady,

But all that I caught was a cold,

'Cause those stuck-up city ladies

Didn't notice me walk by.

Now I've got holes in my shoes

'Cause I've been walkin' the streets all night.

And I'm livin' the life that I chose.

Livin' my life on the road.

I said life on the road.

I want life on the road.

Life on the road.

I was standing with the punks in Praed Street,

When a muscle man came my way.

He said,