I'm heading down the highway
Got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head
I'm goin' down to Memphis town
To play a late night show
I hope the people already there
Cause the boys are all ready to go
Well I'm a whiskey rock -a -roller
Women whiskey miles and traveling
I was born a traveling man
And my feet still burn the ground
I don't care for no fancy music
If your shoes can't shuffle around
I got a hundred women on board
and there's no place I call home
The only time I'm satisfied
I'm a whiskey rocker roller,
Women, whiskey, miles and traveling
Lord, don't you take my question
Take me down to Memphis town,
Wallace tried to get me there
I got me a little queenie,
she got long dark curly hair
She like to drink, old granddad
And her shoes do shuffle around
And every time I see that gal
Lord, she wants to take me down
So I'm a whiskey rocker -roller
Women, whiskey, miles of travelin'
Lord, don't you take my whiskey