(Chorus)
Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller
That's what I am
Women, whiskey and miles of
travellin'
Is all I understand
I was born a travellin' man
and my feets do burn the ground
I don't care for fancy music
if your shoes can't shuffle around
I got a 100 women or more
and there's no place I call home
The only time I'm satisfied
is when I'm on the road
(Chorus)
Sometimes I wonder where will
we go
Lord don't take my whiskey,
rock and roll
Take me down to Memphis town,
busdriver get me there
I got me a queenie she got
longbrown curly hair
She likes to drink Old Grandad
and her shoes do shuffle around
And everytime I see that gal
Lord she wants to take me
down
(Chorus)
Sometimes I wonder where will
we go
Lord don't take my whiskey,
rock and roll
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