Rolling and rolling heading west to east
in a wagon fallen bottles and wet full beards
rascals and mosquitos tuna fish with hairy fins
swimming in tomatoes with chips
the wagon’s getting dry, ain’t no stations close to here
there’s moonshine in the cupboard and rakija in the fridge
take a shot, little wagon, let’s get out of here
the moonshine wagon is a good place to live
that is what i want
the wagon rolling on the road
that is what i want
the wagon rolling on the road
c’mon, texan rooster, put your guitar in the back
here you can drink, smoke and sleep in your bunk
border crossings, turn and coughings, rubber gloves and laughs
a used up booze bottle in the doorway sucks
rolling and rolling heading east to west
in a wagon fallen bottles and wet full beards
rascals and a rooster with mosquitos and a bee
the moonshine wagon is a good place to live
that is what i want
the wagon rolling on the road
that is what i want
the wagon rolling on the road
(Gracias a Bilderoth Nakk'ah por esta letra)