Well you can't let go
Of what you don't know
You can't bury that regret
Do you sit and think
'Bout the hand you play
If you had it back again

Gotta keep rollin' on
Gotta keep rollin' on

Well I knew a guy
With a big black eye
And his clothes were torn to bits
He told me: Friend, you can be the man
Who's too damn dumb to quit

Gotta keep rollin' on
Gotta keep rollin' on

Well the town I'm from
Is like a [?] gun
Been a long time since I left
There's a four way stop
And a parking lot
Where we used to place our bets
Put your money down
Just outside of town
And you pull up to the light
But I learned back then
What it's like to win
But you don't win all the time

Gotta keep rollin' on
Gotta keep rollin' on
Gotta keep rollin' on
Gotta keep rollin' on