I'm in a small pub with a big stage
A cheap bar that stays open late
Talking to a couple that I've only just met
While they're going two's on a cigarette
I'm like a visiting king in a cardboard crown
Traveling alone in a small town
Singing songs and making friends
Got no idea how the night is gonna end
But this job it don't ever get old
And it feels good to be back out on the road
Oh, the people and the places
Hellos and the goodbyes
A Carousel of images flash before my eyes
I know where I'm going to the next postcode
Rolling into town to put on another show
Back out on the road
I've got a, a long drive and a petrol shortage
I stocked up on lateral flow tests
Singing songs of an incompetent Government
And loud criticisms for jolly old England
But for all her faults, you know I love her so
And I'm just glad to be back out on the road
Oh, the people and the places
Hellos and the goodbyes
A Carousel of images flash before my eyes
I know where I'm going to the next postcode
Blowing with the wind and going with the flow
Back out on the road
Woah
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Beach parties in Brighton and Weston-Super-Mare
A lock-in at the Hootananny, lock-ins everywhere
Hot box in Chelmsford and Bolton town centre
To the Tolpudddle Martyr's annual get together
Now I'm talking to some goats with Mad Dog Mike
Rolling over teenagers in bucket hats
A metal bar in Bournemouth dreamland in the sunshine
Nottingham Arboretum singing from the band stand
Picking up a bird feather to decorate the van
Rolling home for a gig at the Duke of Cumberland
Oh, this job it don't ever get old
And it feels good to be back out on the road
Oh, the people and the places
Hellos and the goodbyes
A Carousel of images flash before my eyes
I know where I'm going, I think I've always known
Blowing with the wind and going with the flow
Back out on the road