Anglický rockový zpěvák a hráč na foukací harmoniku, pocházející z Birminghamu (nar. 1948). Jako textař byl zřetelně ovlivněn filosofií hippies. V pol. 60. let působí s různými R&B skupinami, např. Black Snake Moan, Banned, Crawling King...
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Píseň: Mystery Title
- Interpret:
- Robert Plant
- Album:
- Pictures at Eleven
Had to leave in a hurry, couldn't wait to get away It's not a case of being sorry, it's the price I have to pay Confidentially I think it's sad, but there's nothing I can do If the road leads to the highway, well I'm hot and I've got to move Ah-ha I've got to move Got to change my arrangements, had the word I'm on my way Couldn't stand it much longer, got the move, I'm on my way I didn't mean to let you down but there's nothing I can do If the road leads to the highway, well I'm hot and I've got to move I'm hot and I've got to move Talk of strain in relations, of the days of being confused You told me never to worry, I'll never ask you to choose Categorically I have to say it's as much as I can do To sit around here waiting, when I'm hot and I've got to move Oh, sometimes it's lonely - but it's the only way I know And the road is leading me on Ooh baby, I've got to move, yes Oh, now baby baby, I've got to leave And when I think back I smile and know that win or lose It's the road that's calling me on Ooh, baby baby I've got to move, yes Ooh, baby baby I've got to move, yeah There's a man in a suitcase, standing in a darkened room Message light is burning, and the blinds are always drawn It's been a while since the last time, never should come back too soon Behind, the door is slamming, when he's hot he's got to move When he's hot he's got to move