[00:00.000] 作词 : Joe Bonamassa/Kevin Shirley
[00:31.039]We hit the road, and I hit the bank
[00:33.638]It's a big machine, got a hungry tank
[00:41.590]The highway hums, and the rubber rolls
[00:44.272]Beat the street, gotta pay the tolls
[00:51.675]Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
[00:54.624]'Cause his soul is in my hand
[00:57.058]I smoke what I like
[00:58.308]I drink what I choose
[00:59.843]Don't tell me how to play the blues
[01:06.676]'Cause you don't own me
[01:12.778]The beast won't rest, it must be fed
[01:15.546]The band's on fire, needle hits the red
[01:23.221]The lights go down, and you pack the load
[01:25.939]Lock the door, baby, hit the road
[01:33.355]Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
[01:36.371]'Cause his soul is in my hand
[01:38.839]I smoke what I like
[01:40.107]I drink what I choose
[01:41.542]Don't tell me how to play the blues
[01:48.423]'Cause you don't own me
[01:53.678]'Cause you don't own me
[03:02.354]The cards are stacked, so I can't fold
[03:04.987]It's all on black, and my drink is cold
[03:12.590]Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
[03:15.505]'Cause his soul is in my hand
[03:17.941]I smoke what I like
[03:19.371]I drink what I choose
[03:20.673]Don't tell me how to play the blues
[03:27.602]'Cause you don't own me
[03:32.919]'Cause you don't own me

作词 : Joe Bonamassa/Kevin Shirley
We hit the road, and I hit the bank
It's a big machine, got a hungry tank
The highway hums, and the rubber rolls
Beat the street, gotta pay the tolls
Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
'Cause his soul is in my hand
I smoke what I like
I drink what I choose
Don't tell me how to play the blues
'Cause you don't own me
The beast won't rest, it must be fed
The band's on fire, needle hits the red
The lights go down, and you pack the load
Lock the door, baby, hit the road
Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
'Cause his soul is in my hand
I smoke what I like
I drink what I choose
Don't tell me how to play the blues
'Cause you don't own me
'Cause you don't own me
The cards are stacked, so I can't fold
It's all on black, and my drink is cold
Dreamed Jimmy Page was in my band
'Cause his soul is in my hand
I smoke what I like
I drink what I choose
Don't tell me how to play the blues
'Cause you don't own me
'Cause you don't own me