Lowrider, Roll On
*Low Rider, Roll On* is a swaggering blues-rock road song built around chrome, steel, rumbling engines and the irresistible attitude of a low-slung machine cruising through town like it owns every inch of asphalt beneath it.
From its candy-painted body and heavy old frame to the slow roll that makes heads turn, the low rider is given almost as much personality as its driver. You don't just hear the engine — you feel its rumble in your bones. Every stoplight seems to know it, every stretch of blacktop feels its weight, and every mile offers another chance to leave the hard nights behind.
*Low Rider, Roll On* isn't really about getting somewhere. It's about the pleasure of the ride itself — the sound, the shine, the dust, the attitude and that unmistakable feeling when chrome, engine and open road come together just right.
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You sit so low
Like you own the road
Candy shell gleam
On a heavy old frame
Chrome on your grin
Red paint on your chin
You roll past slow
And the whole town stares
I hear that rumble
Down in my bones
One small shake
And you’re in my home
Got that lean
Got that mean
Got that shine
I can’t leave clean
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Take me down that road
Where the hard nights go
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Chrome and steel and smoke
That’s the way you go
One hand on the wheel
One foot in the flame
You cut through the dusk
Like a stray trombone
Dog on the seat
Dust on your boots
Every stoplight
Knows your name
I hear that rumble
Down in my bones
One small shake
And you’re in my home
Got that lean
Got that mean
Got that shine
I can’t leave clean
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Take me down that road
Where the hard nights go
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Chrome and steel and smoke
That’s the way you go
Let it crawl
Let it sway
Blacktop praying
Under your weight
One more turn
One more mile
Cut me loose
With that devil smile
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Take me down that road
Where the hard nights go
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
Chrome and steel and smoke
That’s the way you go
Low rider, roll on
Low rider, roll on
I’m lost in the hum
When you come undone
