When the city's flowing I found a way to move my weary soul Ridin' straight and low Stay heavy and rolling Start up the engine, we're heavy and rolling A tank full of gas and the night is young I don't know you, don't care where you’re going To the

Angie, Angie Where will it lead us from here With no lovin' in our souls And no money in our coats You can't say we're satisfied When will those dark clouds all disappear You can't say we never tried Angie, you're beautiful But ain't it time we say

Time is on my side, yes it is You'll come runnin' back to me, yeah Time, time, time is on my side, yes it is, I said Now you all were saying that you want to be free But you'll come runnin' back (I said you would baby) You'll come runnin' back (like I

In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all I gave my life to save her The ocean turned to red Cut down like lambs at slaughter, Good men were left for dead Time rolling along with the waves, A thousand miles away Holding you close in the rain,

(I wish words were like little toy guns) No sting, no hurt no one, just a bang bang Rolling off your tongue (I wish words were like little toy guns) Yeah, no smoke, no bullets And just a bang bang rolling off your tongue I wish words were like little toy

We got it goin' on We'll be banging and singing just like the Rolling Stones We're gonna shake up your souls, we come to rattle your bones 'Cause we got it goin' on We got it goin' on (We got it goin' on) We got it, we got it, we got it goin' on

High up and we're floating Don't know where we're going Night until the morning We're rolling, rolling, rolling (And I be floating) I get so high, fuck around and never come down I get so high, I get so high (And I be higher than a motherfucker) First

I still go riding around town Got your rays on and my hats back and we're feeling cool as cash You go sliding through the static trying to find that song you love Smoke rolling up and you showing up like a dime piece in the dust Sunset, twilight, Friday

Dream we're going out on stage, it feels like Coming home again Boy you're home, you're dreaming, don't you know I know, for me it is like Coming home Every morning when I wake up yawning I'm still far away Trucks still rolling through the early morning

(Oh) Long stretch of love There's a long stretch of love Coming down the line Have you like I want, ever rolling Baby, you'll be mine Have you right here, beside you When these good times get tough Baby, we're in for a long stretch of love But I don't