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Text: Dry Branch Fire Squad. Rollin' on Rubber Wheels.

Rollin' rollin' on these rubber wheels
Someday baby you'll know how it feels
To be broken hearted and to be left all alone
These wheels were made round to roll
And i'll keep rollin' on

When I left you I told you son you ain't satisfied
The last time when I left home you laughed while I cried
You think you're pretty smart right now but I'll show you sometime
Go on and have your fun while I roll on down the line

Rollin' rollin' on these rubber wheels
Someday baby you'll know how it feels
To be broken hearted and to be left all alone
These wheels were made round to roll

And i'll keep rollin' on

Now there's a little stop ahead and things'll pick up now
A cup of coffee and two blue eyes and one to keep somehow
Go on and have your fun don't worry none about me
You play the game of thinking lost and now you're fancy free

Rollin' rollin' on these rubber wheels
Someday baby you'll know how it feels
To be broken hearted and to be left all alone
These wheels were made round to roll
And i'll keep rollin' on