Roll On John - Sam Amidon

Roll, roll on John, don’t you roll so slow

How can I roll when the wheels won’t roll?

I asked that girl, won’t you be my wife

She fell on her knees, she began to cry

The more she cried, the worse I felt

'Til I thought my heart would melt

I looked at the sun, was a-sinking low

My baby, she was a-walkin' down the road

I looked at the sun, Lord, it was a-turning red

I looked at my baby, but she bowed her head

The sun looks lonesome on the graveyard fence

My baby looks lonesome, when her head is bent

Roll on John, don’t you roll so slow

How can I roll when the wheels won’t roll?

Roll on John, don’t you roll so slow

How can I roll when the wheels won’t roll?