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Steve Lane - Rollin' Thunder Lyrics



Steve Lane - Rollin' Thunder Lyrics




Long Tall Sally is ten years dead, she was an old school custom - a knucklehead
She was a' raked out with long apes too, she had me doin' everything that she wanted to - now as a
Barhopper she felt real good, always settin' off alarms in the neighborhood
Yeah man, she served me well 'til the day she died, but you better believe I had one on the side

Yeah I'll hit the highway, and live this life my way
Always down and ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - guys in steel cages all in shock
Rollin Thunder - Home on the open road, freedom or death the only way
Made in the USA

Bad Betty's the best I've found - an' when I accelerate yeah my ass hits the ground - she lets a
Brother know everywhere we've been, she gotta sweet soft tail and a chrome V-Twin - she gotta
Bitch pad, a black tank too, got me doin' everything that she want me to
We're up at Sturgis and Daytona almost every time - but everyone knows I got one on the side

Get sick n' get scary, like Indian Larry
Then you know you're ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - guys in steel cages all in shock
Rollin Thunder - Rally in D.C. - Freedom or death is our way
Made in the USA

Yeah I'll hit the highway, and live this life my way
Always down and ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - folks in steel cages all in awe an' shock
Rollin Thunder - Split your beard in two, get that, girl behavin' like you want her to
Rollin Thunder - Fatboy headed west, with a - roar and rumble from that S&S
Rollin Thunder - Rally in D.C. - Freedom or death is our way
Made in the USA
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Long Tall Sally is ten years dead, she was an old school custom - a knucklehead
She was a' raked out with long apes too, she had me doin' everything that she wanted to - now as a
Barhopper she felt real good, always settin' off alarms in the neighborhood
Yeah man, she served me well 'til the day she died, but you better believe I had one on the side

Yeah I'll hit the highway, and live this life my way
Always down and ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - guys in steel cages all in shock
Rollin Thunder - Home on the open road, freedom or death the only way
Made in the USA

Bad Betty's the best I've found - an' when I accelerate yeah my ass hits the ground - she lets a
Brother know everywhere we've been, she gotta sweet soft tail and a chrome V-Twin - she gotta
Bitch pad, a black tank too, got me doin' everything that she want me to
We're up at Sturgis and Daytona almost every time - but everyone knows I got one on the side

Get sick n' get scary, like Indian Larry
Then you know you're ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - guys in steel cages all in shock
Rollin Thunder - Rally in D.C. - Freedom or death is our way
Made in the USA

Yeah I'll hit the highway, and live this life my way
Always down and ready to ride

Rollin Thunder - Beatin' down your block, got them - folks in steel cages all in awe an' shock
Rollin Thunder - Split your beard in two, get that, girl behavin' like you want her to
Rollin Thunder - Fatboy headed west, with a - roar and rumble from that S&S
Rollin Thunder - Rally in D.C. - Freedom or death is our way
Made in the USA
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Writer: Jay Soto, Steve Colby
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Performed By: Steve Lane
Length: 4:52
Written by: Jay Soto, Steve Colby
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