Jamband Fan
Jeff Larson
1998


I'm a jamband fan, I got me this plan,
Gonna trek across the land, find-a kind-a band

Another notch in my car, for having made it here this far
My compass is the stars, gotta know just where you are

Chorus:
Get on the road, to the places where the jambands go
Wherever it is we will follow
It's the life we love and know
Back home we would just wallow
Now on, to, the, next, show

On the road again, this time to upstate Michican
Gonna see a favorite crew, and knock down a few kind brews

Watch out man ya better slow down, when you're goin' thru this town
Last time I was around, y'know I had my car impound

Chorus

Finally got to the lot, man, the engine running hot
Traffic fight was fought, hey, look what I just bought

Spinnin thru the merchants, the urchins, and the virgins
Wookies and the newbies, jaded and uncertain

Don't want me no gooballs, or rice crispy treats
Just graze into the venue, and find a vantage seat

Chorus -> jam

copyright Jeff Larson 1998
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