Roll On, Big Mama

Roll on big Mama
I said roll on, roll on
Big mama
I like the way you sing
Roll on, roll on
Big mama
The nighttime lets her breathe

Well, the feel of the wheel delivers me
From a life where I don't want to be
And the diesel smoke with every stroke
Sings a song with heavy note
And rambling is the life I chose
Sitting here between the doors
And the yellow line keeping time
With the things that's a running through my mind
Through my mind

Roll on, roll on
Big mama
I like the way you roll
Roll on, roll on
Big mama
You are my very soul

On through the snow and the driving rain
Through the forty below out in Banger, Maine
To the hundred and ten in the Texas sun
There ain't no road that we ain't run
Up through the Colorado mountain tops
Down to the desert where Reno stops
North to the green of Coeur D' Alene
There ain't no road that we ain't seen
We ain't seen

Roll 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
Roll on, roll on
Big mama

Aw, breaker one nine for that silver road hog
You got a copy on the Roadshow, Mr. Stampley
Aw, son, what's the smoky situation that away, come on
Aw, mighty fine, I'm a coming, I'm a coming, son
Going to put her in the big hole, come on
Aw, look at that black smoke roll, back there
Look like a big old train