Текст песни Creedence - Sweet Hitch-Hiker

Was riding along side the highway
Rolling up the country side
Thinking I'm the devil's heatwave
What you burn in your crazy mind?

Saw a slight distraction
Standing by the road
She was smiling there, yellow in her hair
Do you wanna, I was thinking, would you care?

Sweet hitch-a-hiker
We could make music at the Greasy King
Sweet hitch-a-hiker
Won't you ride on my fast machine?

Cruising on through the junction
I'm flying 'bout the speed of sound
Noticing peculiar function
I ain't no roller coaster, show me down

I turned away to see her
Woah! She caught my eye
But I was rolling down, moving too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinking, can it last?

Was busted up along the highway
I'm the saddest riding fool alive
Wondering if you're going in my way
Won't you give a poor boy a ride?

Here she comes a riding
Lord, she's flying high
But she was rolling down, moving too fast
Do you wanna, she was thinking, can I last?