Midnight Rolling

Midnight rolling, skies are folding
Midnight rolling, darkness tolling
On the ride, break my back
On the ride, run the track
I'm a prisoner, long as I'm bound
I won't be lost, until I'm found
Times are hustling, lungs are busting
Times are hustling, wheels dusting
Jump and ride, side to side
Jump and ride, call and hide
Stoke the flames, rake the coal
Coast to coast, pole to pole
Rattle breaking, dead snake shaking
Rattle breaking, ground I'm making
Whip-poor-crack, day gone black
Whip-poor-crack, cut the slack
Raise the stakes, for one more chance
Stay awake, for one last dance
I won't be traveling long
Take me where I won't belong
Let the rooster crow for day
Hear the talking, hear me say
Midnight rolling, midnight rolling
Skies are folding, skies are folding
Midnight rolling, midnight rolling
Skies are folding, skies are folding
On the ride, break my back
On the ride, day gone black
One more chance, for one last dance
One more chance, for one last dance