I got my daddy's car
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And his old guitar
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A suitcase full of broken hearts
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Got my momma's smile
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And her baby blue eyes
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I ain't got much
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But what I got's mine
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And I roll like I roll
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I roll like I roll
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I got an open road
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And a restless soul
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The Rolling Stones on the radio
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And I roll like I roll
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'Cause I roll like I roll
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I roll like the hills under the California sun
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Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
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I'll be flying high until the day that I die
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No matter what they say
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At the end of the day
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I will roll like I roll
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Well there's a lot a people gonna try to bring you down
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They got a lot of rules
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They gonna try to put you out
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I keep looking up in this world full of doubt
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I roll like I roll
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I roll like the hills under the California sun
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Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
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I'll be flying high until the day that I die
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No matter what they say
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At the end of the day
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I'm not gonna let it slip away
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'Cause I'd rather burn in hell
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Than to let it fade
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I got an open road
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And a restless soul
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The Rolling Stones on the radio
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And I roll like I roll
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I roll through the hills of my own Kentucky home
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Back to the place where my heart belongs
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I'll be flying high until the day that I die
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No matter what they say
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At the end of the day
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I did it my way!
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Like I Roll
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| Black Stone Cherry |
