Letra Rolling By de Robert Earl Keen

Letra de Rolling By

Robert Earl Keen


Rolling By
Robert Earl Keen
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It's a busted old town on the plains of West Texas
The drugstore's closed down, and the river's run dry
The semis roll through like stainless steel stallions
Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by

And the mission still stands at the edge of the plateau
A stone marks the graves where the old cowboys lie
Asleep in a time, in a town just a youngster
Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by

And the drive-in don't play no Friday night picture
No big silver screen to light up the sky
Gone are the days of post-war-time lovers
Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by

And me, I stand here at the last fillin' station
Where the wind moans a dirge to the coyote's cry
I jump in my car; I'm back out on the highway
Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by
Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild
Rollin' hard, rollin' fast, rollin' by


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