Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Ryan Peake
Гитара
Daniel Adair
Барабаны
Mike Kroeger
Бас-гитара
Chad Kroeger
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jeff Johnson
Автор песен
Mike Kroeger
Автор песен
Chad Kroeger
Автор песен
Jeff Johnson
Автор песен
Simon Clow
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Andrew Cruz
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Nickelback
Продюсер
Chris Baseford
Миксинг-инженер
Ted Jensen
Мастеринг-инженер
Ricardo Germain
Ассистент инженера
Chris "Hollywood" Holmes
Инженер обработки
Dominic Castro
Миксинг-инженер
Gary Lux
Миксинг-инженер
Jeff Johnson
Инженер
Слова
Same old, same town, going nowhere
Need a brand new view in front of me
Don't need no map, no need to pack
And don't care much if we come back
Sittin' still just wasn't meant for me
Some folks just go straight and narrow
Turns out that life ain't right for me
'Cause every time we cross state lines
The grass we find on the other side
Always seems to twist up twice as green, ay!
Well, it's high time you and I got rollin'
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen
Looked like hell but felt like home to me
Strummin', thumpin' on the dashboard
Purple haze makes it hard to see
Two rearview dice, three friends of mine
And four bald tires still rollin' right
Taste of inspiration's all we need, ay!
Well, it's high time you and I got rollin' (like a rollin' stone)
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen (ain't been stolen long)
Looked like hell but felt like home to me
Eagles got us down to California (songs we're singing on)
Beach boys got us surfin' on the sea
We got stoned goin' up to Colorado (we been smoking' on)
And couldn't see the forest for the trees
Better take a picture
'Cause baby, I can betcha that
We won't be 'round here for long
Freedom train keeps movin' on
Stoppin' off and take it slow
Top it off when we get low
Only way that this can last
If you got ass, the grass or gas
Clappin', tappin', get your groove on
Front seat drums and back seat harmonies
When we drive by your countryside
Stick out your thumb if you need a ride
No one knows just where this road will lead, ay!
Well, it's high time you and I got rollin' (like a rollin' stone)
Some place else we just gotta be
That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen (ain't been stolen long)
Looked like hell but felt like home to me (woo!)
Eagles got us down to California (songs we're singing on)
Beach boys got us surfin' on the sea
We got Rocky Mountain High in Colorado (we been smoking' on)
And couldn't see the forest for the trees
Written by: Chad Kroeger, Jeff Johnson, Mike Kroeger, Simon Clow

