Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more,
no more...
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back no more

- What you say, Ray?

And don't come back no more, and don't come back no more...
And don't come back no more...

It's me on the road, Jack, Ray, Louis, everyone more! Don't come back. I don't come back. I know!

You can't mean that!
Don't you come back no more
Oh, now baby, please!
Don't you come back no more
What you tryin' to do to me?
Don't you come back no more
Oh, don't treat me like that!

And I know is not good. My bad mood. No more! No more! (What you say?, Ray) I don't come back. I will be sad if I come back. No more! Never more! What you tryin' doing to me...No more! No more!...You'll never treat me like that again.

Well, I guess if you say so
I'd have to pack my things and go (That's right)

What you say? Y didn't like what I said. I'm sad...just that. But I'm happy now. You know nothing about me. No more. No more. You won't know nothing more about me.

So, I'd have to pack myself and go, on the road. And I don't come back no more.

Festa estranha. Eu verde. Sorriso amarelo. Gente interessante. Futebolfrenia.
Gol. Goal. Go. Go...

You come ? I don't go.
Never mind. I will say
Thousand milles away
From here

Keep on the road
Keep on the road
Keep on the road

- Ray, say to me!

Keep on the road
Keep on the road
Keep on the road

Handle my wrist and see
Jack, Ray, may I say I'm...
twist? I don't come back from this risk
I keep on myself on the roadway