So your top don't pop, and your roll don't rock.
The clock don't stop cause your feet don't feel the groove.
Your high feels low, and your cash don't flow.
Get up and go, it just ain't in the mood.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfing
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on trucking
So your dog don't bark, and your flame don't spark.
Your old broken heart, just can't catch a break.
So your flop don't flip, cause your hop don't hip.
And those suds ya sip, can't take the pain away, no.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfing
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on trucking
Keep on keeping on. Keep on riding down that rocky roads you're rolling on.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfing
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on trucking
Yeah keep on trucking
Put your arm out the window, let it go where the wind blows
Keep on trucking
Writer(s): Blair Daly, Brett Daniel Warren, Timothy Mcgraw, Brad Douglas Warren
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