Lyrics

Darlin’, I heard about your breakup
You’d think he and me were in cahoots
‘Cause I know just the dance floor, you don’t need no makeup
Girl, just put your hair up and shine up your boots

High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you
When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around
See what kind of trouble we can get into

This radio’s got every kind of lonesome
This road map’s got everywhere but gone
If I call off all this rollin’ on my own, some
Day do you think we could call it on?

High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you
When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around
See what kind of trouble we can get into

Knowing all the rough roads I travel
Knowing all the dangers in a day
Knowing all the turns where the plot could unravel
Come hell or high water, I’m comin’ either way

High rollin’ or low rollin’, I’m rollin’ to you
When I get back to town, won’t you drag me around
See what kind of trouble we can get into