They call me 'the breeze', I keep blowing down the road.
They call me 'the breeze', I keep blowing down the road.
I ain't got me nobody, I ain't carrying me no load. Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me. Ain't no change in the weather, ain't no change in me.
I ain't hiding from nobody, ain't nobody hiding from me.
I've got that green light, baby, I've got to keep moving on. I've got that green light, baby, I've got to keep moving on.
I might go out to California, might go down to Georgia, might go home. (this is my complete profile :-))
