Turn It Up Robert Plant

On Charley Patton highway
The mist, the rain, the mud
Somewhere east of Tunica
I'm close to giving up

The car goes round in circles
The road remains the same
For help and consolation
I'll turn it on again

Turn it up
Turn it up

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 your demons
His help is on the way

Turn it up
Oh, turn it up
Ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh