[Verse 1]
My hands don’t move like they used to do
The strings fight back and the frets feel new
The spotlight’s glare
It’s heavy now
But I can’t stop
I don’t know how
[Chorus]
Still rolling on
Still singing loud
The crowd gets smaller but I’m still proud
The notes might crack
The time feels long
But I’m still here
I’m still rolling on
[Verse 2]
The mirror laughs at this face I wear
Lines like highways leading everywhere
The aches
They whisper
The nights feel cold
But the fire inside refuses to grow old
[Prechorus]
The stage is home
The rest is dust
This life
This dream
It’s all I trust
[Chorus]
Still rolling on
Still singing loud
The crowd gets smaller but I’m still proud
The notes might crack
The time feels long
But I’m still here
I’m still rolling on
[Bridge]
Every chord is a memory
Every song a piece of me
The years may steal the shine
But the soul stays in the line
[Verse 3]
What groupies I have are no longer young,
They’ve aged with me, some beyond.
They sing the songs, they know by heart,
And tell me afterwards they’ll never part.
[Instrumental]
[Prechorus]
The stage is home
The rest is dust
This life
This dream
It’s all I trust
[Chorus]
Still rolling on
Still singing loud
The crowd gets smaller but I’m still proud
The notes might crack
The time feels long
But I’m still here
I’m still rolling on
Copyright November 17, 2025, by Stephen Craig Whitley – All Rights Reserved
