Текст песни Stone

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 possessionRoger McGuinn - Stone - http://ru.motolyrics.com/roger-mcguinn/stone-lyrics.html
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