Standard (EADGBE)
Well that James Dean he was a looker, and a rebel with no cause
I bet I'd look good in leather In a convertable car
Now I'm streaming down the Highway puffing on a cigarett
but some things just don't add up when you check the arithmetic
Well Hemmingway he's a Legend with the paper and the pen
I bet I could tell some stories with taht kind of lonelyness
Now I'm sitting on a barstool in some far foreign town
but some thngs just don't feel right when I put my money down
(Chorus)
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
I want a nice warm bed to call my own
I want to hang my hat kick off my shoes
and come home night to you
Well I don't want to ride some lonesome line
I want a woman in that bed I can call just mine
I want to lay my head and rest my bones
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone
(verse same as other verses)
Well Mick he's a magician when you get him on the stage
I bet if I had darker sunglasses, I could move that way
Now I got myself a microphone and some pattent leather boots
but some things just don't seem right when you take a closer look
(chorous)
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
I want a nice warm bed to call my own
I want to hang my hat kick off my shoes
and come home night to you
Well I don't want to ride some lonesome line
I want a woman in that bed I can lie beside
I want to lay my head and rest my bones
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
I want a nice warm bed to call my own
I want to hang my hat kick off my shoes
and wake up every day to you
Well I don't want to ride some lonesome line
I want a woman in that bed I can call just mine
I want tclose my eyes and rest my bones
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone