A D5
I got my daddys car and his old guitar
A D5
A suitcase full of broken hearts
A D5
Got my mommas smile and her baby blue eyes
A D5
I aint got much but what I got's mine
A D5
And I roll like I roll
A D5
I roll like I roll
A D5
I got an open road and a restless soul
A D5
The Rolling Stones on the radio
A D5
And I roll like I roll
F#m D
Cause I roll like I roll
A E
I roll like the hills under the California sun
F#m D
Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
A E
Ill be flying high until the day that I die
F#m E D
No matter what they say
F#m E D
At the end of the day
A D5 A D5
I will roll like I roll
A D5
Well theres a lot a people gonna try to bring you down
A D5
They got a lot of rules they gonna try to put you out
A D5
I keep looking up in this world full of doubt
F#m D
I roll like I roll
A E
I roll like the hills under the California sun
F#m D
Burn through the desert like a devil on the run
A E
Ill be flying high until the day that I die
F#m E D
No matter what they say
F#m E D
At the end of the day
E F#m D
Im not gonna let it slip away
E F#m D
Cause I rather burn in hell than to let it fade
A D5
I got an open road and a restless soul
A D5
Some George Jones on the radio
F#m D
And I roll like I roll
A E
I roll through the hills of my own Kentucky home
F#m D
Back to the place where my heart belongs
A E
Ill be flying high until the day that I die
F#m E D
No matter what they say
F#m E D
I begin another day
F#m E D
I did it my way
A D5 x4
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