Slim Dusty - Born To Be A Rolling Stone
As the years roll on I tramp along beside them, Never have no cares so never need to hide them, From the sunny north down to the south I roam, For I guess that I was born a rolling stone. Sometimes I settle down and the road forgets me, Then the wanderlust comes on and soon upsets me, So I down tools and I just leave work alone, For I guess that I was born a rolling stone. My mates are far and many as I tramp through out the years, Some are rich and some are poor but o'er a glass of beer, They're all decent blokes who share a joke with no distinction shown, And they're the mates of this old rolling stone. [Spoken] yeah, I just take it easy you know. [Instrumental] How my life has changed, to me it seems like magic, From what I used to be, some say it's tragic, (Ha ha) Oh but that's a story better left alone, For I guess that I was born a rolling stone. So when I'm on the track and camped beside the highway, Just a-lazing back an' gazing at God's skyway, Will my footsteps ever reach that golden drone, Will they ever welcome in this rolling stone.