Will Matla - Ready to Roll Lyrics

A long time ago I was ready to roll
Round and round with no place to go
A crazy pup I know and ready to roll
Ready to roll for no reason at all
Rockin the jailhouse, to get out of hell
Wanting to fly and ready to roll

I just had to move, thats all I know
Under the great wide open skyway
Faster faster I follow the call
Pedal on the floor
High flyin looking for more
Ready to roll

Taking a ride out on the highway
Took a cold beer on a hot day
Empty spaces, lonely places, ready to roll

Nowhere to run and nowhere to go
From Memphis to Detroit to old Buffalo
Running from my faith and ready to roll

Stood on the roadside and cried alone
Running out of shelters and bars to go
Wanting to fly and ready to roll