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