Rollin' On

Been kickin' sawdust in these clothes

For a blue moon and a red nose

The boys'll put 'em up, and tear 'em down

We'll wash away the dirt

Just a glass a day ain't gonna hurt

Pretty soon, we'll move on out of town

We pass them by across the plains

We don't even try to catch their names

It's suppertime, and their kids are home from school

They draw the shades on their shops

While we go a-checkin' through the props

And puttin' on the paint to play the fool

Then we're rollin' on

Rollin' on

Feelin' better than we did last night

Rollin' on

Rollin' on

It's hard sometimes

Pretty much, it's alright

I'll go soft-shoe when it rains

I'll go shuffle through the aches and pains

Mr. Young-at-Heart

That's what I try to be

They all laugh and cry

They get to feeling better and that is why

If it was good for you

Truly, it was good for me

Then we're rollin' on

Rollin' on

Feelin' better than we did last night

Rollin' on

Rollin' on

It's hard sometimes

Pretty much, it's alright