rock and roll stew

Steve Winwood

Sitting in a transit all night long
Playing clubs and rocking right on
The road?s much too long since I?ve been wasting my time
Wish I was home again sipping my wine

And I?m gone, gone, gone, I don?t care
?cause I?m gone, gone, gone, I don?t care
It?s where I?m from, I?m on the road again

La to london is a mighty long time
Eight hours flying can bring you down
Sitting near a suit who?s a red-neck going,
Eyes are moving but there?s no life showing

Now that I?m home again
Things are much better, biding my time with my little go-getter
No matter what they say, no matter what they do,
Gonna end up in the middle of that rock & roll stew
Gone, gone, gone ...