"I'm A Rollin'" is a routine about Gene Autry which alternates between dialogue and singing. It describes how Gene remains unperturbed although he's surrounded by thousands of hostile Indians and continues to sing "I'm a rollin',I'm a rollin', like the lazy drifting tumbleweeds I'm rollin, all the day'".

Transcribed from the record, by me, for my fun of bringing it to you. Vocal only, where his has a bit of music.
The original is by Jackie Miles.

There were four fellows, discussing their favorite movie stars. Each one had a particular favorite, just as you and I might, an
the first one picked Clark Gable, the second one picked Richard Widmark, the third Tyrone Power.
They got to the fourth little fellow and they asked who his favorite was. And he said,
"Well, I'll tell you the truth, fellas, I'm not a connoisseur.
I go to the movies too, but I go to see one actor, because that one actor is enough for me.
Every time I see him in a picture, I'll tell you the truth, it just takes me out my heart! Plain, it just takes me out my heart.
I saw that fellow the other day in a new picture, mm, mm, By the roots it took me out my whole heart.
His name is Gene Aurty.

You should have seen that picture. Boy! Opened up that picture,
Gene Autry is riding on a horse. You could tell from the rocks in the
background that's dangerous country.
Gene Autry ain't even got a gun, he's got a stick of chewing gum and he's got a guitar.

He sits on that horse and sings to himself;
I’m a rolling, I’m a rolling, like the lazy drifting tumbleweeds, I’m rolling,
I’m rollin’ night and day, never seen my pay but I’m a rollin’, all the day.

He gets down off that horse, he sits down on a rock,
with that phony guitar, an he lets that horse nibble on the grass.
It’s in the middle of the desert but he finds grass.
That horse eats two mouthfuls of grass, the doubles up
and drops dead. Because the Indians poisoned all that grass.

But Gene Autry, he don’t worry, singin’ I’m a rolling, I’m a rolling,
like the lazy drifting tumbleweeds, I’m rolling,
I’m rollin’ night and day, never seen my pay
but I’m a rollin’, all the day.

In back of Gene Autry, unbeknownst to that poor cowboy, they got 6,000 souix Indians.
And these souix Indians, they shootin’ at Gene Autry, not plain arrows like they
shoot at that phony Roy Rogers, they put a special poison on the arrows, in case the miss Gene,
it’s got to kill him anyway.
But Gene Autry, he don’t worry, singin’

I’m a rolling, I’m a rolling,

And to the right of Gene Autry, still unbeknownst tsk tsk, is,
12,000 Cherikisses Indians, and these Cherikisses Indians,
they lookin’ to scalp Gene Autry, one hair at a time.

But Gene Autry, mm, well I’m a rolling, I’m a rolling…

And to the left is where the got the real danger.
Boy! 38,000 Irigoosa Indians, and these Irigoosa Indians,
they hate Gene Autry. I’ll tell you how much the
Irigoosa Indians hate Gene Autry,
they hate him, yet, from another picture!

I’m a rolling, I’m a rolling,
like the lazy drifting tumbleweeds, I’m rolling,
I’m rollin’ night and day, never seen my pay
but I’m a rollin’, rollin’ all the day.