Roll on, (roll on) big mama, I like the way you sing, roll on (roll on) big mama, the night time 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, 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 forty-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 Colarado 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 roadhog? what's the smokey situation down the way, boys? My they're fine, I'm a commin I'm a comminTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
