(Gary Harrison - Don Pfrimmer)



I don't want to tie you down

With some lines spoken in sorrow

With some hopes pinned on tomorrow

You've got your bedroll and your guitar

And there you are

Ready to be alone - Rolling Stone



I don't want the phone to ring

I can't talk when I'm crying

Your voice shakes when you're lying

Saddle the wind and ride for the sun

The way you run

You'll never have a home - Rolling Stone



But if you don't love what you've found

Just remember the world is round

And whatever rolls away

Can always roll back home some day



When you sleep beneath the sky

With your coat making your pillow

As the wind cries on the willows

And your bed holds no tenderness

Remember this

You made it on your own - Rolling Stone - roll on