The American Rogue

American Rogue

the american rogue loves the open road
it rings peals of thunder through his soul
no four walls can hold the american rogue
the american rogue loves the open road

the american rogue’s hearts wide open
he don’t know where he’s going like where he’s been
those he likes he visits now and then
he may be your foe may be your friend

the american rogue has a fire inside
it burns for every woman that he eyes
he’s quenched that fire for days at a time
and still had fire left to light the night

the american rogue will one day settle down
might not be till six feet underground
he sleeps beneath the stars I am told
the open road breathes life into his soul

the american rogue loves the open road
it rings peals of thunder through his soul
no four walls can hold the american rogue
the open road breathes life into his soul