Well, I woke up this morning With a dollar and a dream, My old car was rattlin' Like a worn-out steam machine. The waitress at the diner Said, "Where you headed, son?" I said, "Anywhere the road goes, Long as I'm having fun." Got a tank half full, Got the radio on, Nothing in my pocket, But I'm singing along. Roll on, roll on, Down that dusty line, Every wrong turn somehow Turns out just fine. Roll on, roll on, Beneath the neon sky, If tomorrow doesn't find me, At least I had a ride. Stopped by Lucky Lucy's For a piece of cherry pie, Met a girl who swore she'd teach me How to dance before July. We spun around the jukebox Till the record lost its sound, Then she stole my lucky quarter And disappeared from town. No maps, no plans, No reason to stay, Just another little story For the road it today. Roll on, roll on, Down that dusty line, Every wrong turn somehow Turns out just fine. Roll on, roll on, Beneath the neon sky, If tomorrow doesn't find me, At least I had a ride. So if you hear me laughing On some late-night radio, Save a seat beside the window, I've still got miles to go.
