You used to be drop-dead funny

Then you married into all of that money

And I don't have to tell you, man

There's nothing 'bout you seems the same

You tell me that your shoes don't fit

You tell me that the blues won't quit

I love you like a brother

But you only have yourself to blame

Let it Roll, Let it Ride

Come on over to the other side

Let it ride, let it roll

Loosen up before you're too damn old

You've got to let it roll

(lawd, let it roll)

Now you've been in a funk forever

Man, you've gotta get yourself together

Wake up in the morning

Find a way to leave it all behind

Don't tell me that it ain't no use

That's just another lame excuse

You're headed for the bottom

That's been coming for a long, long time

Let it Roll, Let it Ride

Come on over to the other side

Let it ride, let it roll

Loosen up before you're too damn old

You've got to let it roll

You used to dance a hole in both your socks

Knew every number on the old jukebox

Now everybody 'round here's been a wondering

What's the matter with you

Let it Roll, Let it Ride

Come on over to the other side

Let it ride, let it roll

Loosen up before you're too damn old

Let it Roll, let it ride

Bet it all and let the whole thing slide

Let it rock, let it roll

Loosen up before you're too damn old

You've got to let it roll!

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Writer(s): RODNEY CROWELL, VINCE GILL