well the road to Memphis is long and flat
from the heart of the city to the west of the river
you can see the heat rise from the sun shine down
and I'm rollin' out, yea I'm rollin' out

and the road to mobile is dust and dirt
on the side gas pumps dry and kudzu covers
I'd be barefoot walkin' if it weren't so hot
But I'm rollin' on, yea I'm rollin' on

And it's another day of candy bar wrappers
Cigarette smoke, roll the window down
This damned road don't know where it's goin'
Just another day down

Well I'm too far gone to turn around
Just another mile, just another minute
Till it's all the same and I'm back again
And I'm rollin' in, yea I'm rollin' in

Just for dollars in my pocket, stories in my skin
I'll go out tomorrow just to get back home again