Whiskey Rock-a-Roller

I'm headed down a highway, got my suitcase by my side. Blue skies hangin' over my head, I got five hundred miles to ride. I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show. I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go. Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. Women, whiskey and miles of travelin is all I understand. Yes, I was born a travelin' man and my feet still burn the ground. I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around. I got a hundred women or more and there's no place I call home. The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road, Lord. Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. Sometimes I wonder where will we go. Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll. Take me down to Memphis town, bus driver, get me there. I got me a queenie, she got long brown curly hair. She likes to drink Old Granddad and her shoes do shuffle around And every time I see that gal, Lord, she wants to take me down. Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller, that's what I am. Women, whiskey and miles of travelin' is all I understand. Sometimes I wonder where will we go. Lord, don't you take my whiskey and rock'n'roll.