There's a baby in Minneapolis that I ain't never seen
And I guess he'd never guess that I'm his dad
And there's a woman up in east St Louis she'll make one hell of a wife
For a man with the strenght and the courage I'll never have
Cause every used car lot and hot shot from LA to New Orleans
Is a restin' place for everything I own
But travelin's got me weary and the road took all my dreams
Now the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
There's a little white framed cottage got boards on the windows and doors
And the Ruby San Michelle in Montreal
And if you're ever in San Quentin cell Block B Cell 24
Well you just might see my name carved on the wall
Cause every used car lot...
Got a motel key three cigarettes seven bottle tops
And last week's TV guide and a half a comb
Hey and some men grow families some men grow crops
But older is the only thing I grow
Cause every used car lot...
The rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
Oh the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
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There's a baby in Minneapolis that I ain't never seen
And I guess he'd never guess that I'm his dad
And there's a woman up in east St Louis she'll make one hell of a wife
For a man with the strenght and the courage I'll never have
Cause every used car lot and hot shot from LA to New Orleans
Is a restin' place for everything I own
But travelin's got me weary and the road took all my dreams
Now the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
There's a little white framed cottage got boards on the windows and doors
And the Ruby San Michelle in Montreal
And if you're ever in San Quentin cell Block B Cell 24
Well you just might see my name carved on the wall
Cause every used car lot...
Got a motel key three cigarettes seven bottle tops
And last week's TV guide and a half a comb
Hey and some men grow families some men grow crops
But older is the only thing I grow
Cause every used car lot...
The rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
Oh the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
And I guess he'd never guess that I'm his dad
And there's a woman up in east St Louis she'll make one hell of a wife
For a man with the strenght and the courage I'll never have
Cause every used car lot and hot shot from LA to New Orleans
Is a restin' place for everything I own
But travelin's got me weary and the road took all my dreams
Now the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
There's a little white framed cottage got boards on the windows and doors
And the Ruby San Michelle in Montreal
And if you're ever in San Quentin cell Block B Cell 24
Well you just might see my name carved on the wall
Cause every used car lot...
Got a motel key three cigarettes seven bottle tops
And last week's TV guide and a half a comb
Hey and some men grow families some men grow crops
But older is the only thing I grow
Cause every used car lot...
The rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone
Oh the rollin's all gone outta this rollin' stone