Raisin' Hell and Slingin' Gravel

Fine Kentucky bourbon and a double shot of cocaine

A little bit of smoke and a lot of gasoline

Sad old songs on my rusty ol' six-string

Ninety thousand miles on a 2000 Road King

I was born to run, I was born to travel

Another day of life, raisin' hell and slingin' gravel

Uphill, downhill, cross the river wide

I was on the right road, I was on the other side

A little ray of sunshine through the stormy weather

Tryin' to keep between the ditches, keep myself together

I was born to run, I was born to travel

Another day of life, raisin' hell and slingin' gravel

Do this, do that, do it all the time

Write my country songs, hell, I try to make her mine

Can't drag me down 'cause I'm flyin' so high

On the road to glory, in the sweet by and by

I was born to run, I was born to travel

Another day of life, raisin' hell and slingin' gravel

Well, it's fine Kentucky bourbon and a double shot of cocaine

A little bit of smoke and a lot of gasoline

Sad old songs on my rusty old six-string

Ninety thousand miles on my 2000 Road King

I was born to run, I was born to travel

Another day of life, raisin' hell and slingin' gravel

I was born to run, I was born to travel

Another day of life, raisin' hell and slingin' gravel