Well the days only seem to get longer, a little longer than before

And they say it’s a mighty hard living, but I was hardly living anymore

I know this old field it won’t plow itself but I can’t seem to leave this room

And that pasture seems greener than I’ve ever seen her but all my days they’ve turned to blue

And that floorboard it creaks with every move of my feet

As the months well they turn their backs on fall

And this barn it sits empty, the well’s run dry

No horses left to roam these stalls

I remember way back when, all the time I spent

Was trying to make this house a home

All these broken memories, fade like falling leaves

When the grass is gone the white it comes

But you keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling like them Appalachian hills

You keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling like them freight train wheels,

You keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling through the plains like tumbleweed

You keep rolling (rolling), away from me

The snow it has melted, the white’s worn off

All that’s left of me lies in this field

And there’s work to be done underneath that burning sun

Something to remind me how to feel

And this tractor it starts, it could use a few new parts

The only thing this land has ever known

Every spring I’m reminded, the winter cold is blinding

When the white is gone the grass still grows

But you keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling like them Appalachian hills

You keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling like them freight train wheels,

You keep rolling (rolling), rolling (rolling)

Rolling through the plains like tumbleweed

You keep rolling (rolling), Lord away from me