Born to Roll

My mama had me in the sleeper of a diesel
She never heard about a cradle by the fireside
Her and daddy takin' turns behind a steering wheel
Listen to the wingin' wind singing me a lullaby

I got my baby teeth a-chewing on a naugahyde
I got my baby bottles heated at the truck stop
My mama taught me how to read from a road map
Countin' out the billboards
Lookin' for a speed trap

Upstate, interstate, livin' on a highway
Dirt road, heavy load, any way's my way
Two lane, four lane, heat, snow, heavy rain
Listen to the DJ, rolling down the road
Oh yeah - I was born to roll

My daddy taught me how to drive when I was sixteen
I got my chauffеr's by the time that I was sevеnteen
When I was twenty-one and ma and pa retired
They traded in their Peterbilt and bought a little motorhome

I cashed my savings and I put it in a semi
I'm hauling everything from underwear to dynamite
You can keep the mortgage and the diapers and the Drano
I'll take the highway from Boston to custin

Yeah baby

Upstate, interstate, livin' on a highway
Dirt road, heavy load, any way's my way
Two lane, four lane, heat, snow, heavy rain
Listen to the DJ, rolling down the road
Oh yeah - I was born to roll

Oh come on

Upstate, interstate, livin' on a highway
Dirt road, heavy load, any way's my way
Two lane, four lane, heat, snow, heavy rain
Listen to the DJ, rolling down the road
Oh yeah - I was born to roll
Oh yeah - I was born to roll

Oh yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
I was born to roll

Running down to Nashville, next stop Knoxville
Coming down to Louisville, man alive
Driving on the shoulder, ten years older
Red line kicking into overdrive
Two lane blacktop
Doublewide can't stop...