Whiskey Rock-a-Roller Songtext
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Whiskey Rock-a-Roller Songtext
I′m headed down a highway got my suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I′m goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show
I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go
I′m a whiskey rock-a-roller
That′s what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin'
Is all I understand
I was born a travelin′ man and my feets do burn the ground
I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can′t shuffle around
I got a hundred women or more and there's no place I call home
The only time I′m satisfied is when I'm on the road
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller
That′s what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin′
Is all I understand
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll
Headed down to Memphis town, bus driver get me there
I got me a queenie she got long brown curly hair
She likes to drink old grandad and her shoes do shuffle around
And every time I see that gal
Lord she wants to take me down
I′m a whiskey rock-a-roller
That's what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin′
Is all I understand
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll
Rock and Roll, Ohh Yeah
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I′m goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show
I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go
I′m a whiskey rock-a-roller
That′s what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin'
Is all I understand
I was born a travelin′ man and my feets do burn the ground
I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can′t shuffle around
I got a hundred women or more and there's no place I call home
The only time I′m satisfied is when I'm on the road
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller
That′s what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin′
Is all I understand
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll
Headed down to Memphis town, bus driver get me there
I got me a queenie she got long brown curly hair
She likes to drink old grandad and her shoes do shuffle around
And every time I see that gal
Lord she wants to take me down
I′m a whiskey rock-a-roller
That's what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of travelin′
Is all I understand
Sometimes I wonder where will we go
Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll
Rock and Roll, Ohh Yeah
Writer(s): Ronnie Van Zant, Edward C. King, Bill Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com