Michael Kahn

Rolling Away

Put your money on the grass growing knee-high

Put your money on the strong steel blade

Put your dollar on the arms of a woman

Put your cents on a hard steel spade

Let it in when you feel you’re gonna pass out

Let it out when you feel you’ve been betrayed

Let it fly when you feel you want to break out

 

Rolling…rolling…away

 

Put your money on last year’s big win

Put your money on the one that got away

Put your faith in a dime-store rag bin

Put your trust in what the fool has to say

Keep on winning when it feels like you’re losing

Keep on smiling when you ought to pray

Keep on taking when you should be giving

 

Rolling…rolling…away

 

Put your faith in a paperback religion

Put your dreams in a cast iron tray

Put your trust in a really bad decision

Put your brush on a pale shade of gray

It don’t matter if they can’t make you whimper

It don’t count if you just won’t play

If it hurts you just stand and simper

 

Rolling…rolling…away