singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
He's gonna party,
He's gettin' rowdy;
He's lookin' for trouble,
Trouble says Howdy.
Eighty miles an hour
Through the pourin' rain,
Plowin' through the puddles
'Til he hydroplanes.
Over the embankment
To the river so brown
His taillights fade
And he's all the way down.
Fishermen starin'
But there's nothin' to see,
Bubbles on the water
And a wave at their feet.
Johnny's gone drivin'
Down in the river,
Johnny's gone drivin'
Down in the river,
Good Lord above
Won't you please deliver Johnny -
Drivin' in the river tonight.
Sheriff shakes his head
It's a tragedy,
Talkin' to the lady
You see on TV;
The water's too choppy,
The river's too deep,
We'll try in the morning
When we've had some sleep.
There'll be boats and divers
To search below,
The crowd on the banks
Will be expectin' a show;
A candlelight vigil
And a song or two,
Then we'll all go home,
That's what we'll do.
Johnny's gone drivin'....
Under the trot lines
With the channel cat,
He turns on his high beams
And gives it the gas;
Loggerhead turtle
Show me the way,
To the Gulfstream waters
We'll make it by day.
See his headlights
When the waters are calm,
His engine still chuggin'
In the light of dawn;
Why doesn't he come home,
Why doesn't he phone;
Some people wanna
Just be alone.
Johnny's gone drivin'....