Sweet Hich-hiker Lyrics - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Was Ridin' along side the highway, rollin' up the country side. 

Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave, what you burn in your crazy mind? 

Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road; 

She was smilin' there, yellow in her hair; 

Do you want to, I was thinkin', would you care. 

[Chorus] 

Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker, 

We could make music at the Greasy King. 

Sweet Hitch-a-Hiker, 

Won't you ride on my fast machine? 

Cruisin' on through the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound, 

Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down. 

I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye, 

But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast; 

Do you want to, She was thinkin' can it last. 

[Chorus] 

Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive. 

Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride? 

Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high. 

But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast; 

Do you want to, She was thinkin' can I last.