Kingston Trio – A Rollin’ Stone

A rollin’ stone gathers no moss

A rollin’ stone gathers no moss

And as far as I can see I guess I was meant to be

Just a rollin’ stone

A rollin’ stone gathers no moss

And a rollin’ stone hasn’t a boss

Just like a spring or a summer breeze I can roll just where I please

I’m just a rollin’ stone

Can’t lose my way, all directions are the same when I’m travelin’

I got no home sweet home

Just keep boppin’, never stoppin’, couldn’t even if I wanted to

I’ve got to roam and roam

A rollin’ stone gathers no moss

A rollin’ stone’s just like that coin that you tossed

But I don’t need level ground; I can roll uphill or down

I’m just a rollin’ stone

When I’m travelin’ all directions are the same

A string unravelin’; I don’t think that I’m to blame

Now some might think my life’s a loss

A rollin’ stone never gets lost

So I’ll just keep playin’ it straight till I roll right through that gate

I’m just a rollin’ stone

A rollin’ stone….a rollin’ stone….