We're just rolling down the road
Me and my best friends
Living out a dream
And a suitcase in my hand
Just outlaw living
Country-song picking
All green lights on the life we're living
Rolling
Well, I woke up with a headache from a memory I can't trace
I won't see the sun 'til noon
Won't know the town 'til I hit stage
Ain't the life that mamma prayed for, but it sure makes daddy proud
Got my name spelled wrong on the marquee in some cornfield Midwest town
We're just rolling down the road
Me and my best friends
Living out a dream
And a suitcase in my hand
Just outlaw living
Country-song picking
All green lights on the life we're living
Rolling
Hard to sleep with red roof® blues and a swat team wake-up call
Zombie-walk through a parking lot
Damning dives and alcohol
But a "10 and 2" white-knuckle mood can drive a man to dream
Counting miles with a rear-view smile
Bright as a headlight beam
We're just rolling down the road
Me and my best friends
Living out a dream
And a suitcase in my hand
Just outlaw living
Country-song picking
All green lights on the life we're living
Rolling
Yeah. We're rolling
Yeah. We're rolling on down the road
Yeah. We'll just keep on rolling down the road
Me and my best friends
Living out a dream
And a suitcase in my hand
Just outlaw living
Country-song picking
All green lights on the life we're living
Rolling
