Rolling Stone Songtext
von Gram Parsons

Well, I guess I have my rolling stone
I never will be free
And I′ve always lived my life alone
That's how it has to be, Lord
That′s how it has to be

Well, the tumble weeds and prairie grass
Oh, what I love the best
And from open plains to mountain pass
I travel without a rest, Lord
I travel without a rest


Well, I had a girl in Oregon
Another one in Mead
But I just kept on remblin' on
It's too hard to explain, Lord
Too hard to explain

Well, I guess someday I′ll settle down
With a pretty girl like you
But until that time comes a-rollin′ 'round
I′ll be just passing through, Lord
I'll be just passing through

Well, because I am a rolling stone
I never will be free
And I′ve always lived my life alone
That's how it has to be, Lord
That′s how it has to be

That's how it has to be, Lord
That's how it has to be