Lyrics

What're we doing? Ah
"What're we doing?" The name of our album is "What're we doing?"
I pulled in to Nazareth, was feeling about half past dead
I just need a place to go where I can lay my head
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just smiled and shook my hand, and "No" was all he said
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and, and) put the load right on me
Well, I packed my bags, I went looking for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil by my side
I said, "Hey Carmen, come looking for a town to home?"
She said, "I gotta go but my friend can stick around"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and, and) put the load right on me
I go down, Miss Moses, there ain't nothin' you could say
Well, it's just ol' Luke, and Luke, he's waitin' for Judgement Day
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't ya go and keep Anna Lee company, yeah?"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and, and) put the load (put the load) right on me
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in a fog
He said, "I'll fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog"
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man"
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can?"
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and, and) put the load (put the load) right on me
Catch a Cannonball to take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time
To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one
Who sends me here with her regard for everyone
Take a load off Fanny
Take a load for free
Take a load off Fanny
And (and, and) put the load (put the load) right on me
Put the load right on me, yeah
Put the load right on me
Written by: Robbie Robertson
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