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