Lyrics to Riding With The King
I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid
I blew it all at the penny arcade
A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll
No pretty chick is going to make me crawl
Get on a TWA to the promised land
Every woman, child and man
Gets a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier
He's going to check us all on out of here
Up to that mansion on a hill
Where you can get your prescription filled
Get on a TWA to the promised land
Everybody, everybody clap your hands
Gets a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
Riding with the king
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
A tuxedo and a shiny 335
You can see it in his face, the blues never lie
Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings
And don't you know we're riding with the king?
I stepped out of Mississippi when I was ten years old
With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart made of gold
I had a guitar hanging just about waist high
And I'm going to play this thing until the day I die
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Riding, you're riding with the king
You're riding, you're riding with the king
I blew it all at the penny arcade
A hundred dollars on a Kewpie doll
No pretty chick is going to make me crawl
Get on a TWA to the promised land
Every woman, child and man
Gets a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier
He's going to check us all on out of here
Up to that mansion on a hill
Where you can get your prescription filled
Get on a TWA to the promised land
Everybody, everybody clap your hands
Gets a Cadillac and a great big diamond ring
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
Riding with the king
Don't you know you're riding with the king?
A tuxedo and a shiny 335
You can see it in his face, the blues never lie
Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings
And don't you know we're riding with the king?
I stepped out of Mississippi when I was ten years old
With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart made of gold
I had a guitar hanging just about waist high
And I'm going to play this thing until the day I die
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Don't you know we're riding with the king?
Riding, you're riding with the king
You're riding, you're riding with the king
Songwriters: HIATT, JOHN
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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