That's How I Roll

[good4somethingbum]

That’s How I RollHeadin’ through Harlan county, on my chrome n leather hogBlew by a sleepy trooper, in the midnight fogHad two warrants on me, from three counties backBusted up a bouncer, at some bootleg shackHe dropped his Budweiser, hit the siren n lightBut I’d already vanished, in the misty nightCos that’s how I roll, with fire in my soulI live fast and I live bold, yeah my story’s toldFrom Shawnee Lake to Muscle ShoalsThat’s how I rollFound a rowdy roadhouse, right outside of townSkidded up in back, put my kickstand downCowgirl waitresses, hustlers dealin’ blackjackYahoos rollin’ dice, on the floor in backWell, I won at 21, grabbed the dice and made ‘em sweatRisked it all and broke the house, with a single betCos that’s how I roll, with fire in my soulLive young and life don’t get old, yeah my story’s toldFrom Shawnee Lake to Muscle ShoalsThat’s how I rollLeft with a roll of fifties and a waitress on my bikeWe parked out in a meadow, near a bed of soft moonlightSaid she’d never found a man, who made her lose controlKissed her deep and said when I ride that’s how I rollThong in my back pocket, note with that sweet thing’s nameDropped her off at home and roared off down the lanePassed that same ol’ trooper, while pushin’ 92He just drank his beer, cos that trooper knewThat’s how I roll, with fire in my soulI live fast and I live bold, yeah my story’s toldFrom Shawnee Lake to Muscle ShoalsThat’s how I roll©2007 Robert George

[bc]

This lyric is beggin' for a back beat and crunchy tele 1, 4, 5'n it. Nice work. bc

[good4somethingbum]

yeah, I hear it as raunchy southern rock Monty Gentry/Trace Adkins style.