Well, the boy in the barber still talks about you
Crows like he knew you so well
You kissed him so dizzy, he fell on the floor
Landed right under your spell
And you live in an ol' blue Camaro
That your dad used to drive on the town
It's sure seen a lot more than he ever did
Still runs like hell on the ground
Rollin' on easy, rollin' on through
Leavin' this strange town memories of you
Rollin' on easy, rollin' on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's callin' you?
Well, you talk about places and people you know
Fancy and free, just like you
You worked as a fan of a travellin' band
And sure learned a thing or two
These days, yeah, you always keep movin' around
From the backstreets down to the shores
You say it's a whole lot of world for a whole lot of girl
And the road doesn't ask me for more
Rollin' on easy, rollin' on through
Leavin' this strange town memories of you
Rollin' on easy, rollin' on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's callin' you?
Rollin' on easy, rollin' on through
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's callin' you?
It's easy to say, harder to stay
Tell me, what's calling you?
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