Rolling Stone

I made my way down the PCH

I was stumbling drunk like a fool

Up and packed my bags hit the railroad tracks

Cause she don't treat me no good

Dear Los Angeles you're pretty

But you don't believe things I do

Cause you promised gold but I'm growing old

And I'm tired of looking for you

So let me come back home

I don't wanna be a rolling stone

I'm out here on my own and I'm tired of being alone

Like a rolling stone

So I headed south with my words in my mouth

And an old guitar in hand

And every night beneath the neon lights

You can find me with some band

Oh Nashville

I love you still

But I couldn't pay my town

Cause your drinks aren't cheap but your girls are free

And you know they'll treat you well

So let me come back home

I don't wanna be a rolling stone

Cause I'm out here on my own and I'm tired of being alone

Like a rolling stone

Now I rest my eyes on the Upper East Side

In a city too big for me

I made some friends where the sidewalk ends

They were ghosts I couldn't see

Oh New York my voice is sore

Cause your people never sleep

And I fell in love in a Punk Rock club

And she's been lying to me

So let me come back home

I don't wanna be a rolling stone

Cause I'm out here on my own and I'm tired of being alone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone