I got a telegram from the studio man And I'm bound out the door Suitcase on the rack, driver shootin' smack Backseat lover gettin' high Sit down in my seat, a natural lightning bolt Play my guitar for a dollar a minute It's tough being a rock & roll star I'm goin' coast to coast A guitar-playin' ghost I'm goin' coast to coast With the one I love the most My old guitar... We're going coast to coast I'm a guitar-pickin' ghost We're going coast to coast With the one I love the most My old guitar! I listened to this high road greaser Dreamin' that his dreams come true I got a beat-up car, broken-down guitar Worn-out pair of shoes Take the railway onto the line Cos I know how it goes A big old riff for a lick or two Gonna ride it good