I need a love to keep me happy Baby, baby keep me happy Happy, baby won't you keep me Well I never kept a dollar past sunset It always burned a hole in my pants Never made a school mama happy Never blew a second chance, oh no Always took candy from

Swimmin' after me Timbuktu to Bamako Swimmin' into the deep blue sea My baby back Down the road I go Oh, rollin' on, oh, rollin' on Oh, I wish I was a catfish I'd have all the good lookin' women Cause these blues, oh, these blues

Is beating like a drum No never will I roam For I know my place is home Where the ocean meets the sky I'll be sailing With the words I love you Rolling off my tongue Oh, the rhythm of my heart Light it up

In an interstellar burst I am back to save the universe I am born again In the next world war In a jack knifed juggernaut In the neon sign Scrolling up and down In a deep, deep sleep Of the innocent

On the blessed hellride Oh, you can never get too low when you're so damn high Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride You can never get too low when you're so damn high, Break me down and roll me once again Got no time to think of now and then

She's like a rainbow Coming, colors in the air Oh, everywhere She comes in colors ev'rywhere; She combs her hair She comes in colors Have you seen a lady fairer? Have you seen her dressed in blue? See the sky in front of you

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

Don't know why my ex calling I can see my ex calling Why the fuck my ex calling Oh no now my next calling I don't know why I stress all them I just want the best, darlin' I can hear my ex calling Hold up why my ex calling Scrolling through these mother

Bringing me some real bad news The takers get the honey The givers sing the blues Oh a stitch in time, just about saved me From going through the same old moves And this cat is nine He still suffers He's going through the same old grooves But that stone

Wait a while eternity Old Mother Nature's got nothin' on me Come to me, run to me, come to me now I'm rollin' my sweetheart I'm flowin' by God It was Christmas in prison and the food was real good We has turkey and pistols carved out of wood I dream of