Call Me the Breeze

Here's one of your old rock 'n' roll favorites, friend Shuffle on down to Broadway 1, 2 1, 2 They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road They call me the breeze I keep blowing down the road I ain't got me nobody I ain't carrying me no load Ain't no change in the weather Ain't no change in me Ain't no change in the weather No change in me I ain't hiding from nobody Ain't nobody hiding from me I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I got that green light, babe I got to keep moving on I might go out to California Might go down to Georgia