Roll On - Son Volt

G Smoke fills the dreams of the lives gone lonely, wait in line pay the man G You might see John Barleycorn make his way among the dirty diamonds C Sheriff Brown and common radar, honky tonks and biker bars finding worth in G world from inside of a rental car G Roll on with the dreamers, believers in the steel lights so G The blessing is counted, when the deal goes down G So on and on we roll