Too many people On the streets With bills to pay Babies to feed Places to get to With red lights in the way If time is money We're coming up short today Threadbare constellations Nothing but black skies Miles and miles of highway With snow on the sides Salt on the road I got salt on my tongue You can slide with the tears And still roll on, roll on, roll on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I ain't gonna lose it Times are hard Times are lean My friends are few And far between You, I need you I need you Low man on the totem poll Wants to lasso the moon Their standing on his shoulders His hands are on their shoes I been there You been there We know how it feels To have your hands on everything On everything but the wheel I got my hands on everything On everything but the wheel Times are hard Times are lean My friends are few And far between Sister, I need my sister Brother, I need my brother You, I need you We gotta roll on, roll on, roll on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I ain't gonna lose it