Roll On Big Mama

Roll on, big mama

Roll on (roll on), big mama

I like the way you sing

Roll on (roll on), big mama

The nighttime lets her breathe

Well, the feel of the wheel delivers me

From a life where I don't wanna be

And the diesel smoke with every stroke

Sings a song with a heavy note

And ramblin' is the life I chose (oh)

Sittin' here between the doors

And the yellow line a-keepin' time

The things that's a-runnin' through my mind

Through my mind

Roll on (roll on), big mama

I like the way you roll

Roll on (roll on), big mama

You are my very soul

On through the snow and the drivin' rain

To the 40 below in Bangor Maine

To the hundred-and-ten in the Texas sun

There ain't no road that we ain't run

Up through the Colorado mountain tops

Down to the desert where Reno stops

North to the green of Coeur d'Alene

There ain't no road that we ain't seen

We ain't seen

Roll on (roll on), big mama

You're singing out my song

Roll on (roll on), big mama

The highway is our home

Roll on (roll on), big mama

Hey, anybody got a copy on this silver road hog?

What's the smokey situation down the way, boys?

Mighty fine, I'm a-comin', I'm a-comin'

Oh, son, we're comin'...