Call Me the Breeze (Live at the Fillmore, 1997)

Well, they call me the breeze, I keep rolling down the road

Well, they call me the breeze, I keep rolling down the road

I ain't had it from nobody

I ain't carrying me no load

But I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

I might go out to California

Might go south but I don't know

(Hey, common boy)

I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

And I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

I might go out to California

Might go south, but I don't know

(Let the piano play one more time)

Let him play, let him play, let him play

Play on, let the boy play, let the boy play

I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

I've got that green light, baby, I got to be moving on

I might go out to California

I might go south, but I don't know

Well, they call me the breeze, I keep rolling down the road

Well, they call me the breeze, I keep rolling down the road

I ain't had it from nobody

I ain't carrying me no load

(Oh, play on Marvel, come on, come on)

Oh yeah

Getting my attention is untamed piano