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Rollin? By
DIt's a busted old Ctown on the pGlains of West TeDxas.
DThe drugstore's closed dCown, and the rGiver runs Ddry.
DThe semis roll thCrough like stGainless steel stDallions
Goin' haDrd, goin' fCast, goin' wGild
Rollin' hDard, rollin' fCast, rollin' Gby.
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.
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.
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
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