"The Last Of The Independents" lyrics
"The Last Of The Independents"
I caught the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of time
On the seven forty seven
And we soon were flying high
Lord, I had no time to lose
Things were getting hot
Only I know where we stashed the loot
The mob wants to know the spot
They got the muscle in from Cleveland
The fire-power from Detroit
They missed me in New Jersey
Though things got pretty tight
Caught my scent in Richmond
At the Hotel Savoy
But I got out the laundry shute
And went to Chicago, Illinois
I'm the last of the independents
Yeah, they're searching coast to coast
Only I know where we hid the loot
Eleven years ago
I caught the Red-Eye at midnight
In the nick of time
On the seven forty seven
We soon were high and wide
The moon was laughing at me
Like it did not have a care
But I just smiled right back and said
'You ain't going anywhere'
Well, I want out of the rackets
And the numbers game
'Cause when you cross the big boss
You only got yourself to blame
I won't sing like a canary
And I won't go naming names
I don't need police protection
I'll play it my own way
I'm the last of the independents
Well, I play by my own rules
Yes, I'm the last of the independents
The syndicate, well, it don't approve
Well, I'm the last of the independents
Well, I got to keep on the move
Well, I'm the last of the independents
Well, I got no time to lose
Time to lose
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- Rory Gallagher Lyrics
album:
"Photo Finish" (1978)
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