Rollin' Stone

(album: Looking For The Sunshine - 1983)

A rolling stone gathers no moss
A rolling stone gathers no moss
So, as far as I can see, I guess I was meant to be just a rolling stone

A rolling stone gathers no moss
A rolling stone hasn't a boss
Just like a Spring or a Summer's breeze, I can roll just where I please
I'm just a rolling stone

Can't lose my way, all directions are the same when I'm a-traveling
I've got no home, sweet home
Just keep bopping, never stopping, couldn't even if I wanted to, I've got to roam and roll

A rolling stone gathers no moss
A rolling stone's like that coin that you toss
But I don't need level ground
I can roll up hill or down
I'm just a rolling stone

When I'm traveling, all directions are the same
A string unraveling, I don't think that I'm to blame

Some might think my life's a loss
A rolling stone never gets lost
So, I'll just keep playing it straight 'til I roll right through that gate
I'm just a rolling stone
A rolling stone