Traveling Sunday
Is fine west of here
Most folks are staying at home

If 你 want to come on
你 better meet me there
Cause I've got some country to own

With the short stops made for runnin
A big glass to let the sun in
And serve 你 in a real time movie

With the tracks point past the vulture
Straight out to counterculture
There's no other place to find me, then

On this rolling home
Time goes 由 so slow
I'd get off but it's my rolling home

The one of 你 gets in
Trouble right there
Is the other in chains 由 your side

But days have been lucky
There've been no cement floors
But don't bet it all we've got some time

Cause in the land of the moving suns
And moons that fly one 由 one
Provided shades don't shut against them

Cause in the mind of the sleepy eyed
And heavy armed and slumber tried
There's one spot never apprehensive

To go
On this rolling home
Time goes 由 so slow
I'd get off but it's my rolling home

Streaked streets all stand between
The fields that tuck 你 in
As 你 lay on a 座位 你 claim to own

I'll never recall a single
Stranger friend
But inside I've never left my rolling home

So if your night's sleep's interrupted
Your sleep's dreams gets corrupted
由 a steady rolling thunder

或者 a day's drive gets delayed
A route you'd never take
>From now on you'll never have to wonder

On this rolling home
Time goes 由 so slow
I'd get off but it's my rolling home
On this rolling home
On this rolling home
On this rolling home
I roam