Roll Big Mamma Home

Well, another cup of coffee

Then, I'll move on down the line

I'm exhausted with this truckin'

So, I think I'll bide my time

And go on home

Go on home

Yeah, I'm fed up with this truckin'

So I think, I'll roll big mamma home



Well, eighteen wheels a hummin'

Singin' endless highway blues

I'm tired of restless, lonely nights

And payin' union dues

I'm goin' home

Goin' home

Yeah, I'm fed up with this truckin'

So I think, I'll roll big mamma home



(folkpoem)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is actually a folk song that I wrote for the guitar, but stands well as a poem.

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