Sanoja: Black Stone Cherry. Like I Roll.

I got my daddy?s car
And his old guitar
A suitcase full of broken hearts
Got my momma?s smile
And a painted blue eye
I ain?t got much
But what I got is 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 till the day that I die
No matter what they say
I begin another 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
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 till the day that I die
No matter what they say
I begin another day
I?m not gonna let it slip away
Cause I 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 till the day that I die
No matter what they say
I begin another day
I did it my way!