About the Song
Background
- Album: “Morrison Hotel” (1970)
- Writers: Jim Morrison and The Doors (primarily, Morrison wrote the lyrics)
- Style: Classic blues-rock with a driving, almost frenetic, energy.
- Structure: Based on the standard 12-bar blues format that fueled much of American rock and roll.
- Live Staple: “Roadhouse Blues” became a highlight of their concerts, often with extended jams and improvisation, solidifying its place in their history.
Themes
- Hedonism and Rebellion: The song revels in the atmosphere of the blues bar – drinking, dancing, and pursuing casual flings – with a spirit of defying societal norms.
- The Road and Restlessness: Imagery of travel and the open road evokes a sense of freedom and escape, but also a tinge of aimlessness.
- Danger and Darkness: There’s a hint of menace in the lyrics, with lines like “Death’s for the people who like to go down slow.” This reminds listeners of the seedy underbelly and potential risks of this lifestyle.
Lyrics
Here are some key lyrical highlights and how they connect to the themes:
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“Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel”: This opening establishes the song’s driving force, both literally and figuratively.
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“The future’s uncertain and the end is always near” : Underscores the live-for-the-moment philosophy and the fleeting nature of existence.
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“Ashen lady, give up your vows”: Evokes a femme fatale figure and the temptation to let go of inhibitions.
Video
Lyric
Oh, keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheelKeep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheelYeah, we’re goin’ to the Roadhouse, gonna have a real, a good time
Yeah, the back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalowsYeah, the back of the Roadhouse they got some bungalowsAnd that’s for the people who like to go down slow
Let it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, all night long
Do it, Robby, do it
All nightEy, yeah
You gotta roll, roll, rollYou gotta thrill my soul, alrightRoll, roll, roll, roll, a-thrill my soulYou gotta beep a gunk a chucha, honk-konk, konk, kadantaEach ya puna-ney-cha, bap, pa, lula, ni, chaoPao-pati-cha, ni, saong, kongYeah, ride
Ashen lady, Ashen ladyGive up your vows, give up your vowsSave our city, save our cityRight now
Ayy, and I woke up in morning, I got myself a beerAyy, and I woke up in morning and I got myself a beerThe future’s uncertain and the end is always near
Let it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, baby, rollLet it roll, hey, all night long
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