Joe Stampley
Roll on, Big Mama
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 meFrom a life where I don't wanna be and the diesel smokeWith every stroke sings a song with a heavy noteAnd rambling is the life I chose,Sitting here between the doors,And the yellow line a keeping time,The things that's a running through my mind,Through my mindRoll on (roll on) big mama,I like the way you rollRoll on (roll on) big mama,You are my very soulOn through the snow and the driving 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' AleneLetras de cancionesThere ain't no road that we ain't seenWe ain't seenRoll 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 coming I'm a coming
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