Side of the road, in the ditch you rust
A mouthful of mud from a fistful of dust
A heart full of hurt from a head full of wine
I'll call you back some other time
No way I'm picking up my phone
I'm tired of talking, leave me alone
I can't run and I can't write
And I can't make it home tonight
Rollin, rollin, rollin
Gathering no moss
I don't know where I'm goin
But I know what I've lost
Talk is cheap but music's cheaper
Deep in debt and getting deeper
The price is steep and getting steeper
I'm yours to keep, won't you keep me?
I'm a keeper
Rollin, rollin, rollin
Gathering no moss
I don't know where I'm goin
But I know what it cost
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