Rollin' Stone (feat. Drew Parker & Tyler Booth)

Momma drove a Pontiac, daddy drove a truck Momma drove daddy to drinking Daddy found a girlfriend a county away As for momma, she found Jesus Momma turned gray, daddy turned her that way For me, I turned straight to Waylon Now it's a five-piece band in an old white van Out here picking and singing I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along If you wanna hold this road dog, hold on tight 'Cause I drive like I stole it C'mon and rip the rearview off And turn the radio on And get these four wheels a-smoking I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along Rollin' along Yeah, I'm rollin' along I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home (highway is my home) Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along Rollin' along Yeah, I'm rollin' along