Stone

by Roger McGuinn

2 Views Mar 07, 2026

Lyrics

The Lord he loves a rolling stone

He leads around all the danger zones

And helps get on to where he's going

He don't ask for very much

A dream or two will always do

In a crises he makes sacrifices

The man who wears the freedom walk

He lets his eyes do all the talk

And conversation is his prize possession

On the road the open road he stops to flag a diesel

A pre war mack offered him a ride

And stone climbed into the cabin

That old bucket of bolts sure was a gas

She moaned and groaned like

An old truck do in south bend Indiana

Stone got out at the crossroads

Said his last goodbye

Started walking down a new road