I'm waking in the morning, with the sunshine on my face
In just another hotel room, in some unfamiliar place
With a head that's fogged by liquor, and an evening quite unplanned
With the promise of a smiling face, and a sweet caressing hand
But now I'm rolling on
Yes, I'm rolling on
I've an old grey bus that's waiting
To carry me cross the land
Yes, I'm Mikey D., guitarist
And I'm touring with my band
Yes, it's just another tour day, and I'm travelling with my friends
To yet another small town, at another journey's end
Where we'll arrive unnoticed, until we all make our stand
As Mikey D., guitarist, and his old time country band
But now I'm rolling on
Yes, I'm rolling on
I've an old grey bus that's waiting
To carry me cross the land
Yes, I'm Mikey D., guitarist
And I'm touring with my band
But when I'm up upon the stage, with my six-string in my hand
I'm the king of all the world then, I'm the ruler of the land
And everyone's my friend then, I've no problems in my head
And I'm living in my dreamworld, till I fall asleep in bed.
But now I'm rolling on
Yes, I'm rolling on
I've an old grey bus that's waiting
To carry me cross the land
Yes, I'm Mikey D., guitarist
And I'm touring with my band
Lyric © twothirdsrastamusic
