Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Lohr
Aaron Lohr
Vocals
Bill Farmer
Bill Farmer
Vocals
Chorus - On The Open Road
Chorus - On The Open Road
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Feldman
Jack Feldman
Lyrics
Tom Snow
Tom Snow
Composer
Michael Starobin
Michael Starobin
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bambi Mo‚
Bambi Mo‚
Associate Producer
Harold J Kleiner
Harold J Kleiner
Executive Producer
Armin Steiner
Armin Steiner
Mixing Engineer
Adam Smalley
Adam Smalley
Editing Engineer
Carter Burwell
Carter Burwell
Score Producer
Don Davis
Don Davis
Score Producer
Joe Gaswirt
Joe Gaswirt
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Do ya need a break from modern livin'?
Do ya long to shed your weary load?
If your nerves are raw and your brain is fried
Just grab a friend and take a ride
Together upon the open road
C'mon, Maxie, ah-yuk!
[Verse 2]
All in all, I'd rather have detention
All in all, I'd rather eat a toad
(Yuck!)
And the old man drives like such a klutz
That I'm about to hurl my guts
Directly upon the open road
[Verse 3]
There's nothin' can upset me
'Cause now we're on our way
Our trusty map will guide us straight and true
[Verse 4]
Roxanne, please don't forget me
I will return some day
Though I may be in traction when I do
[Verse 5]
Me and Max relaxin' like the old days
(This is worse than dragon breath and acne)
In a buddy-buddy kind of mode
(I'm so mad, I think I may explode)
When I see that highway, I could cry
Ya know, that's funny, so could I
Just bein' out on the open road
[Verse 6]
Howdy, boys
Is this the way to Nashville?
Watch it, Mac!
Or you'll be gettin' towed
I'm in no hurry to arrive
'Cause I'll be turnin' sixty-five
The next time I sees the open road
[Verse 7]
Just a week of rest and relaxation (Yeah!)
And the odd romantic episode (Very odd)
And it's Californ-eye-ay or bust
Look out you dirtbags, eat my dust
From now on, I own the open road
[Verse 8]
It's me and little Maxie, my pipsqueak pioneer
(Their car ventures forever westward ho) Yeehaw!
Could someone call a taxi and get me outta here
To Beverly Hills 9-0-2-1-0?
[Verse 9]
Oh, every day another new adventure
Every mile another new zip code
And the cares we had are gone for good
And I'd go with them if I could
I've got no strings on me
I'm feelin' fancy-free
How wonderful to be
On the open road!
Written by: Jack Feldman, Tom Snow
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