Down The Line

Well my old car's a-rollin' down the line

Thoughts of my baby runnin' through my mind

She's a-waitin' for me, I gotta be on time

I gotta roll



Well, the white marker's flying off the road below

When I'm really flying low

My baby's waiting, I can't go slow

I gotta roll



Well, the big policeman pulled along side of me

He said "Boy, you ain't quite as fast as me"

I showed him a picture of that baby of mine

He said "Boy, you gotta roll on down that line"