I dreamed I had a good job and I got well paid
I blew it all at the Penny Arcade
A hundred dollars on a kewpie doll
No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl

Get on a TWA to the promised land
Every woman, child and man
Gets a Cadillac and a great, big diamond ring
Don′t you know you're riding with the King?

He′s on a mission of mercy to the new frontier
He's gonna check us all on out of here
Up to that mansion on a hill
Where you can get your prescription filled (any kind of filled, folkes, ha-ha-ha-ha)

Get on a TWA to the promised land (everybody)
Everybody, clap your hands (clap your hands)
And don't you just love the way that it feels?
Don′t you know we′re riding with the King? (Yeah, you're riding with the King)
You′re riding with the King
Don't you know we′re riding with the King?

A tuxedo and shiny 335 (that's me)
You can see it in his face, the blues is alive
Tonight everybody′s getting their angel wings
Don't you know we're riding with the King?

I stepped out of Mississippi when I was ten years old
With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart made of gold
I had a guitar hanging just about waist high
And I′m gonna play this thing
Don′t you know we're riding with the King? (Until the day I die)
Don′t you know we're riding with the King?

(You ride with me, babe, you′re in good hands)
Don't you know we′re riding with the King?
(Yes, yes you're riding with the King)
(I wanted to say B.B. King, but you'd know The King)
You′re riding, you′re riding with the King (yes, you're riding with the King)
(Yes, you are, you′re riding with the King)
You're riding, you′re riding with the King (you're riding with the King)
Riding with the king (all you girls, come over)

Don′t you know you're riding with the King?
Riding with the king (yes, you're riding with the King)
You′re riding, you′re riding, you're riding with the king
Riding with the king (I′m a blues chauffeur)
Don't you know you′re riding with the King?

Writer(s): John Hiatt
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