Rolling on (Lyric as yet undeveloped/arranged for guitar)

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