Stories From the Road

We piled into the big van

At last, we hit the road

Another great adventure

Some stories will be told

Picked up some hitchhikers

Somewhere along the way

And in some farmer's field somewhere

We heard the music play

Searching for adventure

Searching for much more

Each day writes brand new chapters in

Our stories from the road

Well we crammed into our mini car

There were only seats for four

But five of us - roof rack stacked high

Had places to explore

Our little car got rammed so hard

The fuel tank sprung a leak

The tow truck driver laughed so much

That he could hardly speak

Searching for adventure

Searching for much more

Each day writes brand new chapters in

Our stories from the road

Like a hunter with his trophy

Keith posed for a pic

Knebworth was some miles away

But we got there pretty quick

As dusk turned into darkness

The stage shone in the night

When Floyd revealed the dark side

Of the moon, oh! what a sight!

Searching for adventure

Searching for much more

Each day writes brand new chapters in

Our stories from the road

Phay loaded up the big van

Guitars and drums in hand

And Phay would become Phaymous

In many foreign lands

Always follow dreams they say

So off went Bobby Boomtown's men

To London and the great beyond

The van? - was never seen again!

Searching for adventure

Searching for much more

Each day writes brand new chapters in

Our stories from the road

Searching for adventure

Searching for much more

Each day writes brand new chapters in

Our stories from the road