Took a look down a westbound road,
Right away I made my choice.
Headed out to my big two-wheeler,
I was tired of my own voice.
Took a bead on the northern plains
And just rolled that power on.
Roll, roll me away,
Won't you roll me away tonight?
I too am lost, I feel double-crossed,
And I'm sick of what's wrong and what's right.
We never even said a word,
We just walked out and got on that bike,
And we rolled,
And we rolled clean out of sight.
Somewhere along a high road,
The air began to turn cold.
She said she missed her home.
I headed on alone. Oh!
Roll, roll me away,
I'm gonna roll me away tonight.
Gotta keep rollin', gotta keep ridin',
Keep searchin' till I find what's right.
And as the sunset faded
I spoke to the faintest first starlight,
And I said, "Next time,
Next time we'll get it right."
Roll me away. Roll me away. Roll me away.