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)
poem by Edwin Robinette
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