Roll On

Been running wide open so long I can't recall This life ain't stunning when your back is Against the wall Ain't no love for the city because you know it's been getting me down Ain't got no pity, going to head for a western town Just ramble on with the gas pedal study 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 aint pressed my shirt aint 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 because this is my high Well I've hit the highways and I've hit the rodeos Done it my way and I ain't got much to show Got some miles to run and it's always going to be a fight You ain't cowboy son unless you 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 aint pressed my shirt aint 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 because this is my high 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 aint pressed my shirt aint 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