Roll It Around - Dirty Bourbon River Show

I knew when I seen you on the side of the road

Panting like a dog, tongue like a toad

Life was gonna go and get a little more tough

Might as well go and rub your face in the mud

Roll it around

Slip between your fingers while you’re holding it down

Gotta keep it going‚ Sugar‚ can’t look back

I think about the champion trailing last

I think about his title‚ and how it’d fell to be mine

Then I cross the finish line

Roll it around

Slip between your fingers while you’re holding it down

Someone get that homeless man a golden crown

And roll it around, roll it around

Everything I know is catching up to me

Had a few too many and I’m bubbling

I’m panting like a dog, I’m almost done

I might as well go and rub my face in the mud

Roll it around

Slip between your fingers while you’re holding it down

Someone get that homeless man a golden crown

And roll it around‚ roll it around

Roll it around, roll it around

Woe, we go‚ may the path be shameless

Hit me, I don’t even know what your name is

I can take it, I’ve been stung

I’ll be home before the Hangman comes

I’ll be home before the Hangman’s here

Me and the Devil are going to drink a beer

I’m riding on empty, but I’m moving up fast

And by the time I’m done you’ll all be kissing my ass

Roll it around

Slip between your fingers while you’re holding it down

Roll it around

Slip between your fingers while you’re holding it down

Roll it around

Someone get that homeless man a golden crown

And roll it around

Roll it around, roll it around