Ride on Thru

You see me rollin' I hear you're tryin' to save me You think that you could pay my bills Well I don't need anything from you You've got me running for the hills I rode out to the west coast To try and get my fill I'm gonna roll on down to New Orleans With a hundred dollar bills Ahh ohh yeah ride on thru I hear you're tryin' to change me You say I'm on the road to hell Come on down from your cloud now Nobody's buying what you're trying to sell Cause I'm 40 miles to Memphis Then I'll ramble on through Texas Months and years they come and go It's all just dates and exes Ahh ooh ride on thru Thru oh yeah oh yeah Ooh yeah ride on thru That's all I'm trying to do Ooh yeah ride on thru I'm not listening to you Ooh yeah ride on thru That's all I'm trying to do Oh yeah ride on thru I'm not listening to you Ooh yeah ride on thru Last stop is New York City Signs say the end is near These broken soles won't let me go So I've got to stay right here If I make it back to the Midwest To see all my old friends They're gonna ask me how my trip has been Was it worth it in the end? Ahh ooh yeah ride on thru Ahh ooh on the road where I belong