Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'

I don’t wanna get used to the way your mouth moves, love

I don’t wanna stop, honey it’s hot, and I can feel you

When I ain’t up to love somethin’s mother

If I ain’t up to be somethin’s father

If I don’t wanna live in my skin

Cut me out! Jesus, make me stronger or have a little heart

I don’t wanna get lost in the wind

Rollin’ down the river, hopin’ that you’re comin’ home late

I don’t wanna get stuck in your sun

Blinded just a little, lord, I know your mama relates

And if I get used to you

You know that you have been loathsome, too

I don’t wanna get lost in the wind

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

I don’t wanna get used to the way that song sounds

‘Cuz some texas girl at a funeral’s been breakin’ me down

I don’t wanna get used to you, used to you, used to somehow

Mama, it feels like I’m used to you, used to you somehow

Well

I don’t wanna get lost in the wind

Rollin’ down the river, darkness at the edge of my brain

I don’t wanna get stuck in your sun

Fried up on your griddle, can’t you hear me beggin’ for rain?

And if this is losin’ you

Feels like my guts have done split in two

I don’t wanna get lost in the wind

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’

Why you always howlin’ at me when I been feedin’ you right?

You’re my little petunia, mama, but it’s been a long night

C’mon, get prowlin’, I don’t want you around!

Oh, somethin’s crawlin’ under my skin!

I don’t wanna get stuck in your sun

Fried up and little, why you gotta do me again?

And if this is losin’ you

You know that I have been

You know that I have been lonesome

And sometimes I get lost

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’