Charlie Patton Highway (Turn it Up, Pt. 1) - Robert Plant

On Charlie Patton Highway, the mist, the rain, the mud

Somewhere east of Tunica and I’m close to givin' up

This car goes 'round in circles, the road remains the same

For help and consolation, I’ll hit that dial again

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn it up

Mmm-mmm

I’m lost inside America, I’m turnin' inside out

I’m turnin' into someone else I heard so much about

I’m blinded by the neon, the righteous and the might

I’m stuck inside my radio, turn it on or let me out

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn it up

Oh, oh

Alone with disconnection and not a lonesome word

I reach out to the radio and the clinically disturbed

«Give it up,» the man says, «surrender and be saved»

He’ll drive away my demons, his help is on the way

So turn it up

Turn it up

Oh, turn it up

A touch of serendipity, a little stroke of luck

The radio inside this car brings guidance from above

The smallest contribution will keep me in safe hands

I’m callin' 1−800, I ain’t leavin' it to chance

Turn it up

Turn it up

Up

Turn it up

Oh-ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn