Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'

Side of the road

In the ditch you rust

A mouthful of mud from a fistful of dust

A heart full of hurt from a head full of wine

I'll call you back some other time

No way I'm pickin' up my phone

I'm tired of talking

Leave me alone

I can't run and I can't write

And I can't make it home tonight, no, no

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Gatherin' no moss

I don't know where I'm goin'

But I know what I've lost

Talk is cheap

But music's cheaper

Deep in debt and getting deeper

The price is steep and getting steeper

I'm yours to keep, oh

Won't you keep me?

I'm a keeper

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Gatherin' no moss

I don't know where I'm goin'

No

But I know what it cost

Pretty people posing questions

(I don't wanna answer you)

Where'd you go?

Do you learn your lesson?

(I put on my dancing shoes)

Who's you meet?

And what'd you buy?

(Couple strangers, pair of jeans)

Just leave 'em hanging high and dry

Bye bye

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

With my imaginary friends

Imagining I know 'em

Then it is time to roll again

Why so blue?

Tired and true

(Just like that Irma Thomas song)

I'm tired of myself

Not tired of you

(You can gone two winters long)

They say that good things come to those

Who roll

(Back to the place where you belong)

Back to someone beautiful

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Gatherin' no moss

I don't know where I'm goin'

No

But I know what I've lost

(I know what I've lost)

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Yeah

It's time to get me gone

The yellow lines are glowing

Oh

Highway roll me home

(Blacktop highway)

Oh

Highway roll me home