I got my daddy's car

And his old guitar

A suitcase full of broken hearts

Got my momma's smile

And her baby blue eyes

I ain't got much

But what I got's mine

And I roll like I roll

I roll like I roll

I got an open road

And a restless soul

The Rolling Stones on the radio

And I roll like I roll

'Cause I roll like I roll

I roll like the hills under the California sun

Burn through the desert like a devil on the run

I'll be flying high until the day that I die

No matter what they say

At the end of the day

I will roll like I roll

Well there's a lot a people gonna try to bring you down

They got a lot of rules

They gonna try to put you out

I keep looking up in this world full of doubt

I roll like I roll

I roll like the hills under the California sun

Burn through the desert like a devil on the run

I'll be flying high until the day that I die

No matter what they say

At the end of the day

I'm not gonna let it slip away

'Cause I'd rather burn in hell

Than to let it fade

I got an open road

And a restless soul

The Rolling Stones on the radio

And I roll like I roll

I roll through the hills of my own Kentucky home

Back to the place where my heart belongs

I'll be flying high until the day that I die

No matter what they say

At the end of the day

I did it my way