There?s a piggy waitin? outside my door Who?s a knockin? and a yellin? that he?s gonna use force Well, I moved to town just a while ago But I got
Well, I push my load across the land Livin? the life of a travelin? man Dusk brings down another day Gonna swallow up time and throw it away Chorus
This 'ol wheel keeps on rollin' down the road This 'ol wheel keeps on rollin' down the road Oh gravel and dust fly up off of truck tires down a dirt
Was it really years ago? It seems like only yesterday The last time that I saw You laugh at me and fly away I remember all of the good times And the
Here comes Johnny singin' oldies, goldies Be-bop-a-lua, baby, what I say Here comes Johnny singin' I gotta woman Down in the tunnel, tryin' to make it
sound of that far away train that he prays someday will take him away Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl Hungerin' for Country in a Rock-n-Roll world Dice shooting
There was a time when I would lie and say I needed you 'Cause I didn't have nowhere else to go Yeah, you go your way, I'll go mine We'll get together
Well, my mama tried to keep me out of trouble But the devil wouldn't have it that way Oh boy, pray and stay humble Were the last words that I heard her
If life's a bowl of cherries Why is mine the pits Well I feel like crap from the bottom of my boots to my hat to my fingertips I wanna get drunk get
O darlin' that satin gown So beautiful you shut my mouth No need to read our love aloud Go on and put those candles out And gone to me Had a feeling
Buyin' a pack of Winston Lights at the news stand and five and dime I caught a borrowed glance at the problems of the world Everything either too high
It's been 16 months since I've been back home I make a lot of money I don't know where it goes All I know is the guitar and the bottle My daddy was a
Looks like The King and 'Cilla got a little too drunk last night And we came in and it turned in to a Hank and Audrey fight You fixed my face up good
Slow Train Shooter Jennings Slow Ride on a slow train Gonna get back home and Tell ?em where I came from Slow Ride on a slow train Gonna get back home
With a bag, a bottle and this old guitar In the back of some bus on the road I'm living the high life with nothing to show But a love that's letting
VERSE 1: It's a long long road of livin I wouldn't wanna be sendin The wrong idea that I'm gettin soft. I just keep on gettin lost I dont care too much
kickin' you down the line Now those little white lines, little white lines got me doin 20 years of hard time Oh no! Take me back to the way it was now boy! Shooter
go through hell tonight, Jesus gonna ride shotgun When I'm closin' on a state line, Jesus gonna ride shotgun Caught my woman with another guy so I had to shoot