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| Pete Atkin sings
Ready For The Road by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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A belt with a bull's head for a buckle High boots that satisfy the western code A signet ring the size of Samson's knuckle And I'm gettin' ready for the road I'm gettin' ready, I'll soon be good an' ready Yes I'm gettin' ready for the road I'm gettin' ready, yes I'll soon be good an' ready For the road Blue Jeans that clutch me tighter than a pipe wrench Two guns it took a fork-lift truck to load I feel like I'm standin' in a slip-trench But I'm gettin' ready for the road For the road is the home of a troubadour And a troubadour is what I am And I travel the trail of a troubadour From the Empire Pool to Birmingham But my heart belongs to Tulsa and to Tucson For me the Alamo is à la mode And just as soon as my 'orse can get its shoes on I'll be ready for the road I'm gettin' ready, I'll soon be good an' ready Yes I'm gettin' ready for the road I'm gettin' ready, yes I'll soon be good an' ready For the road I'm gettin' ready, yes I'll soon be good an' ready For the road | |||||
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