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Rollin' Stone Lyrics - Artist : Carmichael, Dillon
Momma drove a Pontiac, daddy drove a truck
Momma drove daddy to drinking Daddy found a girlfriend a county away As for momma, she found Jesus Momma turned gray, daddy turned her that way For me, I turned straight to Waylon Now it's a five-piece band in an old white van Out here picking and singing I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along If you wanna hold this road dog, hold on tight Cause I drive like I stole it C'mon and rip the rearview off And turn the radio on And get these four wheels a'smoking I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along Rollin' along Yeah, I'm rollin' along I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin' along Part redneck hippie, road dog gypsy The highway is my home Don't be surprised if you open your eyes And realize that I'm long gone I'm just a chip off the old rollin' stone Like an old rollin' stone I'm a rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' along Rollin' along Yeah, I'm rollin' along |
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