

(whoa-oh-oh) Gather 'round the dusty floor Leave your heavy keys inside the door
There's a fire in the old stove wood Singing out that the
day is good
Lift your chin up,
let it ring (let it ring!) Every voice is a welcome thing
(welcome thing!) We got miles of road to trace (road to trace!)
With a smile upon your face (on your face!)
Wheels are rolling down the lane
Wash away the winter and the rain
With a hand out the window pane
We are riding on a Sunday train
Lift your chin up,
let it ring (let it ring!) Every voice is a welcome thing
(welcome thing!) We got miles of road to trace (road to trace!)
With a smile upon your face (on your face!) (whoa-oh-oh)
Sunday morning on wheels!