Rollin' By

	  		Lyle Lovett 
Rollin’ By 

 

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It's a busted old town on the plains of West Texas.   

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The drugstore's closed down, and the river runs dry. 

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The semis roll through like stainless steel stallions 

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Goin' hard, goin' fast, goin' wild 

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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. 

Solo 

And the drive-in don't play no Friday night pictures. 
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. 

Solo 

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