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Out the door in a hurry
Where to be aint the worry
This is what you've waited for
It's time to begin

Making calls from a pay phone
Your AC is a window
Who knew the Tennessee line
Was so far from home?

Holy roller, what's your game?
Holy roller, aint no shame

There aint no reason to be living
If you wander all the way
They say this crooked little game
Aint a game that should be played
You signed up,
You shipped out
That's the path of a man
Who's only passing through

The few that say that the soul is thin
Spent a live never walkin'
In the shoes of a man
Who found his place

Holy roller, what's your game?
Holy roller, aint no shame

There aint no reason to be living
If you wander all the way
They say this crooked little game
Aint a game that should be played
You signed up,
You shipped out
That's the path of a man
Who's only passing through

Live a little, give a little
The sun'll set another day
Be a little, see a little
You know he's always on his way