Turn It Up - Gillian Welch

Rolling out of Raleigh, been trying to make a living

Listening to the station with a rockabilly rhythm

Down about Atlanta and I started slowing

Might need a little bit of something just to keep a-going

Mm, I got nothing

Nothing like enough

Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Birmingham never been a long time coming

All the way to Jackson, got the radio a-humming

Trying to make Dallas, but my head kept chugging

Wish I had a little 'cause I gotta keep the motor working

Mm, I got nothing

Nothing like enough

Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Last four miles, got my hand on the buckle

Gonna get some loving from a certain honeysuckle

He’s my sugar and he’s been there waiting

It’s been a long time Betty, don’t be hesitating

Mm, I got nothing

Nothing like enough

Nothing but a littl cold coffee in a cup

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Mm, I got nothing

Nothing like enough

Nothing but a little cold coffee in a cup

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up