Roll On

I've been running wide open so long, I can't recall

This life ain't stunning when your back's against the wall

Ain't no love for the city 'cause she's always been gettin' me down

Ain't got no pity, gonna head for a western town

Just ramble on with the gas pedal steady

Got a lot on my mind, and you know that I'm ready

For another shot of whiskey and another go-round

Wake me up when we make the next town

My jeans ain't pressed, my shirt ain't clean

My chaps are creased, and I'm feelin' mean

Just stab her in the neck, and pitch it to the sky

Let me roll on 'cause this is my high

Well, I've hit the highways, and I've hit the rodeo

Done it my way, and I ain't got much to show

Got some miles to run, and it's always gonna be a fight

You ain't cowboy, son, unless you're gonna fly by night

And I ramble on with the gas pedal steady

Got a lot on my mind, and you know that I'm ready

For another shot of whiskey and another go-round

Wake me up when we make the next town

My jeans ain't pressed, my shirt ain't clean

My chaps are creased, and I'm feelin' mean

Just stab her in the neck, and pitch it to the sky

Let me roll on 'cause this is my high

Just ramble on with the gas pedal steady

Got a lot on my mind, and you know that I'm ready

Another shot of whiskey and another go-round

Wake me up when we make the next town

My jeans ain't pressed, my shirt ain't clean

My chaps are creased, and I'm feeling mean

Just stab her in the neck, and pitch it to the sky

Let me roll on 'cause this is my high