Let It All Roll Out

Sitting on the porch on the edge of town Breeze rustles through the trees of this dry dirt ground Nothing here to do but sit around And listen to the old man's working sounds Picking out a tune where pretty birds fly Shaded from the sun in this big blue sky Should be getting gone, but we sit right here Can't blame the heat, yeah, we can't blame the beer We could worry about the mistletoe killing the trees Worry about the heat when we lose the breeze Worry about our plans when the money runs out Or be right here and let it all roll out All roll out, all roll out Whatever it takes, we can work it out Tamworth's waiting for us over that rise With music for our soul really satisfies Seedy old folks walking down the street Pocket full of change to a busker's feet You're lucky if you slept, you're lucky if you're clean One couple said it felt like New Orleans We should be getting gone, but we sit right here Can't blame the heat, yeah, we can't blame the beer We could worry about the mistletoe killing the trees Worry about the heat when we lose the breeze Worry about our plans when the money runs out Or be right here and let it all roll out All roll out, all roll out Whatever it takes, we can work it out We could worry about the mistletoe killing the trees Worry about the heat when we lose the breeze Worry about our plans when the money runs out Or be right here and let it all roll out All roll out, all roll out Whatever it takes, we can work it out All roll out, all roll out Sitting on the porch on the edge of town Breeze rustles through the trees of this dry dirt ground Nothing here to do but sit around Listen to the old man's working sounds