| Song | Whiskey Rock-A-Roller - 1976/Live At Fox Theater, Atlanta |
| Artist | Lynyrd Skynyrd |
| Album | Gold |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Billy Powell/Ed King/Ronnie Van Zant | |
| I'm headed down a highway, got my suitcase by my side. | |
| Blue skies hangin' over my head, I got five hundred miles to ride. | |
| I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show. | |
| I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go. | |
| Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin is all I understand. | |
| Yes, I was born a travelin' man and my feet still burn the ground. | |
| I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around. | |
| I got a hundred women or more and there's no place I call home. | |
| The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road, Lord. | |
| Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll. | |
| Take me down to Memphis town, bus driver, get me there. | |
| I got me a queenie, she got long brown curly hair. | |
| She likes to drink Old Granddad and her shoes do shuffle around | |
| and every time I see that gal, Lord, she wants to take me down. | |
| Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll. |
| zuo qu : Billy Powell Ed King Ronnie Van Zant | |
| I' m headed down a highway, got my suitcase by my side. | |
| Blue skies hangin' over my head, I got five hundred miles to ride. | |
| I' m goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show. | |
| I hope the people are ready there ' cause the boys are all ready to go. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin is all I understand. | |
| Yes, I was born a travelin' man and my feet still burn the ground. | |
| I don' t care for fancy music if your shoes can' t shuffle around. | |
| I got a hundred women or more and there' s no place I call home. | |
| The only time I' m satisfied is when I' m on the road, Lord. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don' t you take my whiskey and rock' n' roll. | |
| Take me down to Memphis town, bus driver, get me there. | |
| I got me a queenie, she got long brown curly hair. | |
| She likes to drink Old Granddad and her shoes do shuffle around | |
| and every time I see that gal, Lord, she wants to take me down. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don' t you take my whiskey and rock' n' roll. |
| zuò qǔ : Billy Powell Ed King Ronnie Van Zant | |
| I' m headed down a highway, got my suitcase by my side. | |
| Blue skies hangin' over my head, I got five hundred miles to ride. | |
| I' m goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show. | |
| I hope the people are ready there ' cause the boys are all ready to go. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin is all I understand. | |
| Yes, I was born a travelin' man and my feet still burn the ground. | |
| I don' t care for fancy music if your shoes can' t shuffle around. | |
| I got a hundred women or more and there' s no place I call home. | |
| The only time I' m satisfied is when I' m on the road, Lord. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don' t you take my whiskey and rock' n' roll. | |
| Take me down to Memphis town, bus driver, get me there. | |
| I got me a queenie, she got long brown curly hair. | |
| She likes to drink Old Granddad and her shoes do shuffle around | |
| and every time I see that gal, Lord, she wants to take me down. | |
| Well, I' m a whiskey rockaroller, that' s what I am. | |
| Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. | |
| Sometimes I wonder where will we go. | |
| Lord, don' t you take my whiskey and rock' n' roll. |