Ccr Tribute

CCR TRIBUTE Flew to California. Lost my plane ticket. No way outta here. Stuck in Lodi Again. Drove in to town to buy some double A’s . Found a Walgreens Down on the Corner. Needed a place to chill rented a pad in the hills. Could see Lodi’s lights Lookin’ out my backdoor. Heard the long loud rumbling Felt the swaying and shaking Could this be a sign? There’s a bad moon on the rise. Decided I had to leave town. Rented a real beater. Finally found a gas station Up around the bend. I had no cash for gas Lost my credit card too Not rich enough for a tab I ain’t no fortunate son. No cash, no card, no gas Guess I’ll have to thumb a ride. Had plenty of Hershey bars to eat I guess I’m a sweet hitchhiker. The day I started thumbing gray, dismal clouds were weeping. I shouted to anyone near Who’ll stop the rain.