Well some people bitch, Lord, some people holler, Each man can do just what he wants, But we've all got ot pull our load. About the long days on the road. It ain't as bad as they say. As for myself, I'm gonna take the highway, Give me wine, women, whiskey, and rock 'n roll, Chorus: And let me sleep my days away. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. I've been all throughout the South land. I ought to settle down some place, Keep moving on down the line. But I just can't find the time. Give me wine, whiskey, women, and rock 'n roll, It ain't as bad as they say. As for myself, gonna take this highway, And let me sleep my days away. Chorus: C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. Chorus: Chorus: C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll. C'mon baby, let the good times roll.