Call Me The Breeze

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Well they call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road

Well they call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road

I ain’t got me nobody, I don’t carry me no load

Aint no change in the weather, ain’t no changes in me

Aint no change in the weather, ain’t no changes in me

I ain’t hiding from nobody, ain’t nobody hiding from me.

I got that green light baby, I got to keep moving on

I got that green light baby, I got to keep moving on

I might go out to California, I might go to Georgia, I don’t know