Johnny B '77 - Jack Bruce

He stands on the platform

Waiting to travel on

He’s ten years old

He watches the trains until they’re gone

He’s got an idea

That’s gonna go round the world

He’s only ten

But his mind flies like a bird

Waiting so long

To travel on

Don’t let anything slow you down

You’ve got the time till the leaves turn brown

Don’t let anything slow you down, down…

They sit on the roadside

Waiting to hitch a ride

Twenty years old,

They’re blown along in the summer slide

He’s got a feeling

He’s gonna leave her behind

He’s nearly grown, but

Loning’s gonna blow his mind

Waiting so long

To travel on

Don’t let anything slow you down

You’ve got the time till the leaves turn brown

Don’t let anything slow you down, down…

He waits at the airport

Waiting to catch his flight

Thirty years old

He follows the planes into the night

He’s got a guitar

That pushes and pushes him where he goes

Into the futures

Where the people wait in rows

Waiting so long

To travel on

Don’t let anything slow you down

You’ve got the time till the leaves turn brown

Don’t let anything slow you down, down…