Hand me down my golden crown
And let me ride, don't deny
The highway in my soul.
Jump and sing that silver thing
That I feel inside, Hallelujah,
Let that big wheel roll.
It's time to give me
Just a little bit of old time glory.
I'm talking about the coming
Of the sunshine story.
Set this poor soul free, let it be.
Break these bonds that hold my soul
And I'm on my way.
I can't help feeling
There's no time to lose.
I done made my mind up yesterday
That I just can't stay,
So hand me down my highway shoes.
It's time to give me
Just a little bit of old time glory.
I'm talking about the coming
Of the sunshine story.
Set this poor soul free, let it be.
