I got my daddy’s car
And his old guitar
A suitcase full of broken hearts
Got my momma’s smile
And a painted blue eye 
I ain’t got much 
But what I got is mine
And I roll like I roll 
I roll like I roll 

I got an open road
And a restless soul
The Rolling Stones on the radio 
And I roll like I roll
Cause’ I roll like I roll 

I roll like the hills under the California sun
Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
I’ll be flying high till the day that I die 
No matter what they say 
I begin another day
I will roll like I roll

Well there’s a lot a people gonna try to bring you down 
They got a lot of 
They gonna try to put you out 
I keep looking up
In this world full of doubt 
I roll like I roll

I roll like the hills under the California sun
Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
I’ll be flying high till the day that I die 
No matter what they say 
I begin another day
I’m not gonna let it slip away
Cause I rather burn in hell 
Than to let it fade 

I got an open road
And a restless soul
The Rolling Stones on the radio 
And I roll like I roll

I roll through the hills of my own Kentucky home
Back to the place where my heart belongs
I’ll be flying high till the day that I die 
No matter what they say 
I begin another day
I did it my way!