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AI got my daddys carD5 and his old guitar AA suitcase full of brokD5en hearts Got my Amommas smile and her D5baby blue eyes AI aint got much but what D5I got's mine And I Aroll like I D5roll I Aroll like I D5roll I got an Aopen road and a reD5stless soul AThe Rolling Stones on the radiD5o And I Aroll like I D5roll Cause I F#mroll like I Droll
I Aroll like the hills under the ECalifornia sun F#mBurn through the desert like a Ddevil on the run AIll be flying high until the Eday that I die No F#mmatter Ewhat they Dsay At the F#mend Eof the Dday I will Aroll like I D5roll A D5
Well theres a Alot a people gonna try to D5bring you down They got Aa lot of rules they gonna try to D5put you out AI keep looking up in this wD5orld full of doubt I F#mroll like I Droll
I Aroll like the hills under the ECalifornia sun F#mBurn through the desert like a Ddevil on the run AIll be flying high until the Eday that I die No F#mmatter Ewhat they Dsay At the F#mend Eof the Dday
EIm not gonna leF#mt it slip awDay ECause I rather buF#mrn in hell than to leDt it fade
I got an Aopen road and a reD5stless soul ASome George Jones on the radiD5o And F#mI roll like DI roll
I Aroll through the hills of my Eown Kentucky home F#mBack to the place where Dmy heart belongs AIll be flying high until the Eday that I die No F#mmatter Ewhat they Dsay I F#mbegin aEnother Dday F#mI did it Emy Dway
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