Lyrics
I keep rollin' down the motorway
Sugar, I know you like to be sweet
So I look at you like a puppy
'Til you gimme a treat
You're the grandmaster of lovin'
No other girl can even compete
But darling, you know you already know
When I feel I gotta be going
Then I just gotta go
This big old world keeps calling
And they're beggin' me to give 'em a show
I keep rollin' down the motorway
Babe, you ain't ever gettin' me to stay
You're one hell of a woman
But I'm the Man
We got a flat tire near Tupelo
'Bout two in the morn
Had the lugs off when you called to say
The baby was born
I tried to tell you I love you
But ol' Willy started blarin' the horn
Yeah, the van is temperamental
The clutch don't always engage
But I'd push it if I had to
Lord, I live for that stage
Gotta feed the baby with music
'Cause a blaze of glory don't earn a wage
I keep rollin' down the motorway
Babe, you ain't ever gettin' me to stay
You're one hell of a woman
But I'm the Man
Aw listen up, Sugar
I know you like to be sweet
That's why I look at you like a puppy
'Til you give me your treat
But that big old world keeps calling
And they're all danglin' something to eat
I keep rollin' down the motorway
Babe, you ain't ever gettin' me to stay
You're one hell of a woman
But I'm the Man
I keep rollin' down the motorway
I keep rollin' down the motorway
I keep rollin' down the motorway
I keep rollin' down the motorway
Written by: Brian Pierce

