i m a rolling stone rolling along trying to find my way so many things to see so many places yet to be and this rolling stone is far from home no cash no clothes no where to go and he s living day by day the world just keeps on turning and the band still plays along while the women just smile as the boys get wild dance around to the same ol song drinking whiskey out the bottle lord forgive me i m drunk again so i m a have another chase then i leave this place guess i ll meet you in the end where i m headed i don t know with a pint of old crow but either way it goes i just know i m on the road see i m a country city boy where i end up i don t care its hot up in the summer so i m shaving my hair now where its at it doesn t matter baby that s ok just as long as liquor flows and them b got blazed and these could be our last days lets make em last not to worry about the future reminisce in the past wasted jaded but on the road again strayin just prayin to make it to the end moving not choosing which way i wanna go but i m still a rolling stone it s a hickory tree that shivers is perched under the cities that ive seen became ambition to hunger the bridge that i breached i had to conquer from under and everthing everything else is just lovely good time n moonshinin but moods change just a bunch of billie rednecks doin their damn thing tryin to find a hole in the wall a place to hide with a guitar strapped to my back ready to ride 