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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marcos Cabanas
Marcos Cabanas
Performer
Taylor James Davis
Taylor James Davis
Performer
Jarod Clemons
Jarod Clemons
Performer
Brandon Rabi
Brandon Rabi
Performer
Beau Cornelius
Beau Cornelius
Performer
Chechu Díez
Chechu Díez
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcos Cabanas
Marcos Cabanas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marcos Cabanas
Marcos Cabanas
Mixing Engineer
Jarod Clemons
Jarod Clemons
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Travellin' through New Orleans
Got a bottle of Jack and a brand new pair of jeans
Runnin' through the wild side
Past Little Havana and Queens
From New York to Miami
Through Philadelphia to Virginia Beach
Down through the racetracks tracks of Indy
We're just tryin' to stay out of reach
We're touring on the road again
Make some money for our show
To earn a livin' we sweat out the pain
Until we pack our guitars and go
Nomadic sailors drivin'
Down the interstate lookin' for gas
And at the toll when we're short on dough
Look in the backseat for the spare change we had
The pretty girls they pass us by
'Till they see our ragged looks
Four thousand bucks of gear in the back
But no money for your pretty shoes
We're touring on the road again
Make some money for our show
To earn a livin' we sweat out the pain
Until we pack our guitars and go
Oh, my girl back at home she wonders
What of this is worth living...
Sometimes at night I sit and wonder
How this all came to be
'Cause this life ain't for everybody
For those who can't deal with the misery
We're stuck here back at home again
2020 ruined the show
When the heat is over, I promise then
That we'll pack our guitars and go
We're touring on the road again
Make some money for our show
To earn a livin' we sweat out the pain
Until we pack our guitars and go
We're touring on the road again
Make some money for our show
To earn a livin' we sweat out the pain
Until we pack our guitars and go
Written by: Marcos Cabanas
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