Coast To Coast

I got a telegram from the studio man and I'm bound out the door
Suitcase on the rack, driver shooting smack backseat lover getting high
Sit down in my seat, a natural lightning bolt play my guitar for a dollar 
A minute it's tough being a rock & roll star

I'm going coast to coast a guitar-playing ghost
I'm going coast to coast with the one I love the most
My old guitar
We're going coast to coast I'm a guitar-pickin' ghost
We're going coast to coast with the one I love the most
My old guitar!

I listened to this high road greaser dreaming that his dreams come true
I got a beat-up car, broken-down guitar worn-out pair of shoes
Take the railway onto the line cos I know how it goes
A big old riff for a lick or two gonna ride it good