Roll On Lyrics - American Central Dust - Son Volt

Smoke fills the dreams of the live gone lonely 

Wait in line, pay the man you might see 

John Barleycorn make his way among the dirty diamonds 

Shared ground and common radar 

Honky tonks and biker bars 

Finding worth in this world from inside a rental car 

Roll on with the dreamers, believers in the steel eyed soul 

The blessing is counted when the deal goes down 

So on and on we roll 

Left to chance or left undone, miles to go chasing the sun 

The stones we throw always find us on the way down 

The pace that changes each breaking of light 

This man made destructive might, they say love conquers all 

And every Don Quixote must have his day 

Roll on with the dreamers, believers in the steel eyed soul 

The blessing is counted when the deal goes down 

So on and on we roll