Lyrics:

:::whistling:::

Goofy:
Do you need a break from modern living?
Do you long to shed your weary load?
If your nerves are raw and your brain is fried just grab a friend
and take a ride together upon the open road.

'Come on Maxie'

Max:
All in all, I'd rather have detention.
All in all I'd rather eat a toad. Goofy (ugh)
And my old man drives like such a cluts.
That I'm about to hurl my guts directly
Upon the open road.

Goofy:
There's nothing can upset me cuz know we're on our way
Our trusty map we'll guide us straight and true.

Max:
Roxanne please don't forget me I will return some day.
(Ahh)Though I may be in traction when I do.

Goofy:
Me and Max relaxing like the old days.

Max:
This is worse than dragon breath and acne.

Goofy:
In a buddy-buddy kind of mode.

Max:
I'm so mad I think I may explode.

Goofy:
When I see that highway I could cry.

Max:
You know that's funny so could I

Both:
Just being out on the open road.


(Western music)

Cowgirls:
Howdy, boys is this the way to Nashville?

Fat guy:
Watch it Mack, or you'll be gettin' towed.

Prisoner:
I'm in no hurry to arrive cuz I'll be turning 65 the next
time I sees the open road.

Little guy:
Just a week of rest and relaxation.

His wife:
Yeah!

Little guy:
And the odd romantic episode.

Max:
(Spoken) Very odd.

Mickey Mouse:
(Haha) It's Ca-la-for-ni-a or bust.

Old Lady:
Look out you dirtbags eat my dust. From now on I
own the open road.

Goofy:
It's me and little Maxie, my pipsqueek pioneer.

Nuns:
They're partners forever westward ho yeeha.

Max:
Could someone call a taxi and get me out of here to
Beverly Hills 90210?

Everyone:
Oh every day another new adventure.
Every mile another new zip code.
And the cares we've had are gone for good.

Max:
And I would go with them if I could.

Everyone:
I got no strings on me.
I'm feeling fancy free.
How wonderful to be.
On the open roooo oo oo oo oo ooo ooooad.

:::clank:::