Monroe’s Mandolin

I’m a rocker
She’s a roller
We gonna drive it all night like we stole ‘er
We ain’t gonna back down
When we come to town
Some people throw up
Some people throw down
We’re talking big deals
Talking big wheels
Talking scraping bug guts off the windshield
Yeah, ’cause I’m a rocker
She’s a roller
We gonna drive it all night like we stole ‘er

Turn it up
There ain’t nothing kicking like a kick drum kicking in
Or the rumbling thunder coming through a four ten
Turn it up
There ain’t nothing better than a Tele running through a Twin
Except for maybe a mandolin
Monroe’s Mandolin

I’m Country
She’s Western
But give me Bluegrass, Bill, Earl and Lester
I’m hot as a pistol
Grab a fist full
We’ve been driving all night in from Bristol
We’re talking early Cash
Talking mid Clash
Talking Dylan before the motorcycle crash
Because I’m Country
She’s Western
But give me Bluegrass, Bill, Earl and Lester
Yes sir.

Turn it up
There ain’t nothing kicking like a kick drum kicking in
Or the rumbling thunder coming through a four ten
Turn it up
There ain’t nothing better than a Tele running through a Twin
Except for maybe a mandolin
Monroe’s Mandolin

I’m a rocker
She’s a roller
We gonna drive it all night like we stole ‘er.