The J. Geils Band - Hard Drivin' Man Lyrics

The J. Geils Band Lyrics

"Hard Drivin' Man"

Baby, I'm gonna leave you
Honey, don't ask me why
Twenty-seven more minutes
Before I say bye bye

I'm a hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
I'm drivin' just as hard as I can

Got me a train down in Texas
I took it up to Montreal
I got me a gal on old 51
And I hope my rig don't stall

I'm a hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
I'm drivin' just as hard as I can
All right

Ate at the Four Winds Diner
I slept in the Woodrose Hall
If I don't see my home again
I won't even care at all

Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Oh yeah

Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man

Hard drivin' man
Hard drivin' man

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Thanks to Mark Darling, Rod Hytonen for correcting these lyrics.

Writer(s): Peter Wolf, John W. Jr. Geils

album: "The J. Geils Band" (1970)

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Wait

Cruisin' For A Love

Hard Drivin' Man

Serves You Right To Suffer

Homework

First I Look At The Purse

Pack Fair And Square

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"Hard Drivin' Man" lyrics

The J. Geils Band Lyrics