Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river Big wheel keep on turnin' Proud Mary keep on burnin' Left a good job in the city Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day And I never lost one minute of sleepin' Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been Cleaned

Can you love? Got to get it, got got to get it Got to get it, got got to get it on I can feel it working from the last you know Defeated no more Gotta let this fire keep burning 'Cause I can't seem to let this show Instead of running I keep it slow

I'm hot for teacher I think of all the education that I missed But then my homework was never quite like this Ow got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, I got it bad, so bad, Oh wow, man Wait a second man Whaddaya think the teacher's gonna look like this

I just want to sleep forever Never see tomorrow I don't want to work forever Know what I know Or beg or borrow Lead or follow Just like our mothers Who gave us our homes We'll be just like our fathers

'Cause ain't nobody takin' my baby I don't care about an argument I'll still be here tomorrow I gotta room up in the city, we can play finish the bottle I'll pour you up, we'll work on us I wanna be clear, I'm stayin' right here Your heart weighs a ton

I didn't work this damn hard I didn't make it this far Just to make it this far This is part of the cycle (I didn't make it this far) (Just to make it this far) Not to leave my own mark This the part when the flower starts to bloom after rain And gets

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

I'm working on my next broken heart Be the death of me What's left of me I've seen that look before She'll tear my world apart You picked me up, you shot me down You're stepping out all over town Drove me back to drinking in this bar I found myself a

Working for the devil You'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him Down among the racks You do his work so fine He'll remember you Worried for my friend As he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him

Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade Back in the USA for a small town serenade With fireworks on display Tonight, it's a hero's welcome home And there's no place to go And I'm taking it to the