Lyrics:
Well my old car's a-rollin' down the linethoughts of my baby runnin' through my mindshe's a-waitin' for me - I gotta be on timeI gotta roll...Well, the white marker's flying off the road belowwhen I'm really flying lowmy baby's waiting - I can't go slowI gotta roll...Well, the big policeman pulled along side of mehe said 'Boy, you ain't quite as fast as me'I showed him a picture of that baby of minehe said 'Boy, you gotta roll on down that line'