Roll On Down The Road

(album: A Man Must Carry On - 1977)

Yeah, I say rolling wheels and blackjack deals
Are all the same to me
Yeah, traded away everything I made
And headed out to Santa Fe
Laid my money down, the filly came around
She's six lengths in the lead
Yeah, grabbed that money and 1 kissed my honey
And we headed down to New Orleans

Won't you roll on down the road just let it roll
Won't you roll on down the road, let it roll
Hell, I've never stopped to ask myself
If the getting's worth the goal
Guess I gotta gambler guess I gotta rambler
Lord, I gotta gypsy soul

Yeah well, I gave thanks as they lowered the planks
On the decks of the Delta Queen
And I got in a game with a man named James
And I figured I'd pick him clean
When the bet went down and the deal came around
Worst deal I'd ever seen
I always thought my ace in the hole
Must've been in Tennessee

Well, I always know'd my ace in the hole
Must've been in music row
They tell me, boys, gonna make a name
That's the only place to go
If you don't mind, I'm unkind
Wanna do things my own way
Yeah, you gamble and you lose, sing a three chord blues
Hell, it's all the same