Original lyrics

EN

Out on the road for forty days Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze Sweet, sweet Connie, a-doin' her act She had the whole show and that's a natural fact Up all night with Freddie King I got to tell you, poker's his thing Booze and ladies keep me right As long as we can make it to the show tonight Chorus: We're an American band We're an American band We come into your town We'll help you party down We're an American band Four young chiquitas in Omaha Waiting for the band to return from the show Feelin' good, feelin' right and it's Saturday night The hotel detective, he was out of sight Now these fine ladies, they had a plan They was out to meet the boys in the band They said, come on, dudes, let's get it on And we proceeded to tear that hotel down Chorus (2x) CC's Guitar Solo Chorus (2x) We're an American band Ooh We're an American band Ooh We're an American band Ooh