Roll on Mama — J. J. Cale

Jump in woman, now the jumpin is right

Im the kind of man dont sleep at night

Heart gets a-beatin when a place sound funky

I gotta roll on, mama

Things been movin too slow

Hesitatin, reservatin, making my move

Rotatin, motivatin, I gotta go

Feet keep a-walking and your mouth keep a-talking, you know

I gotta roll on, mama

Things been movin too slow

Until you measure my height and my size

If I dont die runnin, I wont be alive

Give me my things, show me to the door

I gotta roll on, mama

I cant hang no more

I take your cadillac deville with a continental kit

Rollin down the highway, and then I feel

Fakin, shakin, thats all I know

I gotta roll on, mama

Things been movin too slow