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A rollin' stone gathers no moss |
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A rollin' stone gathers no moss |
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So, as far as I can see, I guess I was meant to be just a rollin' stone |
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A rollin' stone gathers no moss |
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A rollin' stone hasn't a boss |
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Just like a Spring or a Summer's breeze, I can roll just where I please |
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I'm just a rollin' stone |
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Can't lose my way, all directions are the same when I'm a-travelin' |
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I've got no home, sweet home |
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Just keep boppin', never stoppin', couldn't even if I wanted to, I've got to roam and roll |
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A rollin' stone gathers no moss |
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A rollin' stone's like that coin that you toss |
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But I don't need level ground |
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I can roll up hill or down |
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I'm just a rollin' stone |
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When I'm travelin', all directions are the same |
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A string unravelin', I don't think that I'm to blame |
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Some might think my life's a loss |
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A rollin' stone never gets lost |
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So, I'll just keep playin' it straight 'til I roll right through that gate |
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I'm just a rollin' stone |
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A rollin' stone |
