Rollin'

Well

There's a lot of middle fingers gettin' thrown out on this highway

But it beats getting bitched out back at home

And I'm a 100 miles from Dallas on a good day

But I might lose my mind before too long

That honkytonkin' line I'm walking's got me burnin' out

I double down and pony up and spin them tires around

And I keep rollin'

Like smoke out the window, I keep blowin'

Ain't got a damn clue where I'm goin'

But Lord knows I keep rollin'

Well, I'm a dog on a leash, just sniffing for a bone

I might dig myself too deep from time to time

And my '87 unleaded's runnin' low

And I'm wasting dollars chasing down a dime

But I keep rollin'

Like smoke out the window, I keep blowin'

Ain't got a damn clue where I'm goin'

But Lord knows I keep rollin'

Like Willie with some papers or a Folsom prison train

Like that third turn at 'Dega, ain't ever gonna change

'Cause I keep rollin'

Like smoke out the window, I keep blowin'

Ain't got a damn clue where I'm goin'

But Lord knows I keep rollin'

Like smoke out the window, I keep blowin'

Ain't got one damn clue where I'm goin'

But Lord knows I keep rollin'

Yeah, I keep rollin'