They call me the breeze.
I keep flowing down the road.
They call me the breeze.
I keep flowing down the road.
I ain't hiding from nobody.
Ain't got nobody to hide from.
I got the green light, baby.
I got to keep moving on.
I got the green light, baby.
I've got to keep on moving on.
On and on.
I might go up to California.
I might go down to Georgia, so.
That's right.
I got the green light,
baby.
I got to keep moving on.
I got the green light,
baby.
I've got to keep on moving on.
Moving on.
I might go up to California.
I might go down to Georgia, so.
They call me the breeze.
I keep flowing down the road.
Well, they call me the breeze.
Oh,
I keep flowing down the road.
I ain't hiding from nobody.
Ain't got nobody to hide from.
Well,
I ain't hiding from nobody.
Ain't got nobody to hide from.
Oh, well, I ain't hiding from nobody.
Ain't got nobody to hide from.