Rollin' Home

(альбом: Gold Plated - 1976)

Well, I ain't no angel
But I'd tell you no lie
Sometimes I see the danger
In other people's eyes

That's when I need a little comfort
And I need a little care
So I found myself a highway
That's sure to take me there

I'm rolling home to your loving, baby
'Cause I think it's time I went and got me some rest

You know, sometimes I feel like a monkey
And I've got to do my tricks
Sometimes I feel like a junkie, mama
Crawling to get my fix

And sometimes there ain't no point
In holding back the tears
That's when those rolling wheels
Are music to my ears

I'm rolling home to your loving, baby
'Cause I think it's time I went and got me some rest
Rolling home to your loving, baby
And I promise that I'll do my very best