Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me a honky-tonk bar and a couple of shots of booze
Give me a beat-up guitar and some ladies in the room
I'll be singing my heart out, they'll be singing along
I'll drive them home, we'll do-si-do, and I'll be moving on
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down that road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me an eighteen-wheeler, headlights covered in chrome
Give me a beat-up pickup that could barely make it home
All I need is an engine and a couple of quarts of fuel
I'll pop her clutch, pump the gas, and make that mama move
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
I'll just keep on rocking down the road, down the road
Pemberton Roach - Down The Road Lyrics
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Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me a honky-tonk bar and a couple of shots of booze
Give me a beat-up guitar and some ladies in the room
I'll be singing my heart out, they'll be singing along
I'll drive them home, we'll do-si-do, and I'll be moving on
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down that road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me an eighteen-wheeler, headlights covered in chrome
Give me a beat-up pickup that could barely make it home
All I need is an engine and a couple of quarts of fuel
I'll pop her clutch, pump the gas, and make that mama move
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
I'll just keep on rocking down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me a honky-tonk bar and a couple of shots of booze
Give me a beat-up guitar and some ladies in the room
I'll be singing my heart out, they'll be singing along
I'll drive them home, we'll do-si-do, and I'll be moving on
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down that road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
Give me an eighteen-wheeler, headlights covered in chrome
Give me a beat-up pickup that could barely make it home
All I need is an engine and a couple of quarts of fuel
I'll pop her clutch, pump the gas, and make that mama move
Down the road, down the road
I keep on rolling down the road
Though every aching bone and every woman that I know
Tells me to sit down in my rocking chair and hang up my old banjo
I'll just keep on rocking
Down the road, down the road
I'll just keep on rocking down the road, down the road
Writer: Pemberton Roach
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