| Song | Stranger on the Road |
| Artist | Blackfoot |
| Album | Flyin' High |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Medlocke, Spires | |
| Yeah-ah I like that yell | |
| Well I’m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Always seem to find a way | |
| It doesn’t matter what you may come | |
| Lord I’m never gonna say | |
| A livin’ hard and a runnin’ wild | |
| Always make my claim to fame | |
| Don’t turn around cause | |
| I’ll be gone | |
| Lookin’ back | |
| Someone’s callin’ my name | |
| Can’t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin’ back | |
| You’re caught in the flame | |
| Well when | |
| I was young | |
| My daddy hit your feet | |
| Don’t you ever stay in one place | |
| Said your chances of knowin’ | |
| And becoming a man | |
| Got a big smile on your face | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin’ alive | |
| Well because rock was just lookin’ me down | |
| Said Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye | |
| Ohhhh ohLookin’ back | |
| Someone’s callin’ my name | |
| Can’t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin’ back | |
| You’re caught in the flame | |
| Well I guess your children will never know | |
| That everything you say is doomed | |
| I’m a stange kind a fella, | |
| Lordy don’t you know | |
| I never step on anyone’s shoes | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin’ alive | |
| Well take a tip from me why don’cha try to be free | |
| Lawd I’m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Wooo |
| zuo ci : Medlocke, Spires | |
| Yeahah I like that yell | |
| Well I' m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Always seem to find a way | |
| It doesn' t matter what you may come | |
| Lord I' m never gonna say | |
| A livin' hard and a runnin' wild | |
| Always make my claim to fame | |
| Don' t turn around cause | |
| I' ll be gone | |
| Lookin' back | |
| Someone' s callin' my name | |
| Can' t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin' back | |
| You' re caught in the flame | |
| Well when | |
| I was young | |
| My daddy hit your feet | |
| Don' t you ever stay in one place | |
| Said your chances of knowin' | |
| And becoming a man | |
| Got a big smile on your face | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin' alive | |
| Well because rock was just lookin' me down | |
| Said Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye | |
| Ohhhh ohLookin' back | |
| Someone' s callin' my name | |
| Can' t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin' back | |
| You' re caught in the flame | |
| Well I guess your children will never know | |
| That everything you say is doomed | |
| I' m a stange kind a fella, | |
| Lordy don' t you know | |
| I never step on anyone' s shoes | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin' alive | |
| Well take a tip from me why don' cha try to be free | |
| Lawd I' m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Wooo |
| zuò cí : Medlocke, Spires | |
| Yeahah I like that yell | |
| Well I' m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Always seem to find a way | |
| It doesn' t matter what you may come | |
| Lord I' m never gonna say | |
| A livin' hard and a runnin' wild | |
| Always make my claim to fame | |
| Don' t turn around cause | |
| I' ll be gone | |
| Lookin' back | |
| Someone' s callin' my name | |
| Can' t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin' back | |
| You' re caught in the flame | |
| Well when | |
| I was young | |
| My daddy hit your feet | |
| Don' t you ever stay in one place | |
| Said your chances of knowin' | |
| And becoming a man | |
| Got a big smile on your face | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin' alive | |
| Well because rock was just lookin' me down | |
| Said Bye, bye, bye, bye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye | |
| Ohhhh ohLookin' back | |
| Someone' s callin' my name | |
| Can' t you see that there is no one to blame | |
| Lookin' back | |
| You' re caught in the flame | |
| Well I guess your children will never know | |
| That everything you say is doomed | |
| I' m a stange kind a fella, | |
| Lordy don' t you know | |
| I never step on anyone' s shoes | |
| With your head in the air | |
| And your feet on the ground | |
| We got a chance of stayin' alive | |
| Well take a tip from me why don' cha try to be free | |
| Lawd I' m just a stranger on the open road | |
| Wooo |