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Monday morning six a.m. Gonna be a hot one again Put some coffee in my cup Get in my Chevy and saddle up And I roll, roll Got another thousand miles to go And I roll, roll Driving down this old four-lane road I can taste your kisses, see your face And the faster I go, the longer it takes And this lonely heart is a heavy load And it's slowing me down And there ain't no short way home Make a stop for gasoline Ain't got time to wash the window clean Burning highway, burning tires Burning oil and burning desire And I roll, roll Got another thousand miles to go And I roll, roll Driving down this old four-lane road I can taste your kisses, see your face And the faster I go, the longer it takes And this lonely heart is a heavy load And it's slowing me down And there ain't no short way home And I roll, roll Got another thousand miles to go And I roll, roll Driving down this old four-lane road I can taste your kisses, see your face And the faster I go, the longer it takes And this lonely heart is a heavy load And it's slowing me down And there ain't no short way home |