I woke up this morning
Tryna remember what happened last night
The last thing I recall I was banging my guitar
Getting off in that center-stage light
Now this truck stop looks familiar
Yeah, I'm sure I've been here before
The guy behind the counter keeps staring at me
I hear him whisper as I walk out the door
Keep on rolling, I keep on riding
I pull out every bit of my soul on this stage
I keep on standing, I keep on falling
Yeah, I keep thinking I'm gonna make a difference one of these days
Well, I met a man before the show tonight
He said, "Girl, I wanna shake your hand"
I just did two tours for the red, white, and blue
In some desert land
There was a woman in the front row
She fought the crowd to come pass me a note
It said, "I got three kids, did a bunch of overtime
So I could be here at your show"
That's why I keep on rolling, I keep on riding
Yeah, I pull out every bit of my soul on this stage, oh yeah
I keep on standing, I keep on falling
Yeah, I keep thinking I'm gonna make a difference one of these days
Oh, I keep on rolling, I keep on riding
Whoa, I pull out every bit of my soul on this stage, oh yeah
I keep on standing, I keep on falling
Yeah, I keep thinking I'm gonna make a difference one of these days
Oh, and I keep thinking I'm gonna make a difference one of these days, alright
I said I keep thinking I'm gonna make a difference one of these days
Ooh, come on now
Oh now, keep on rolling
Ooh, keep on rolling
Hey-hey, yeah
