Monday morning, six AM
Gonna be a hot one again
Put some coffee in my cup
Got my Chevy and I saddled up.
And I roll, roll, roll, roll
Got another hundred miles to go
And I roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll.
I can taste your kisses, see your face
And the faster I go the longer it takes
Well, this lonely heart is a heavy load
And it's slowing me down and there
Ain't no short way home.
--- Instrumental ---
Make a stop for some gasoline
Ain't got time to wash the windows clean
Burning highway, burning tires
Burning oil, and burning desire.
And I roll, roll, roll, roll
Got another hundred miles to go
And I roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll.
--- Instrumental ---
And I roll, roll, roll, roll
Got another hundred miles to go
And I roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll...
