C       F       C       F  
The Lord he loves a rolling stone 
C         Am    C              Dm 
He leads around all the danger zones 
F         Am     Dm            C  
And helps get on to where he´s going 
 
C        F       C    F  
He don´t ask for very much 
C          Am  C           Dm 
A dream or two will always do 
F         Am   Dm            C      F   C  F C 
In a crises    he makes sacrifices 
 
The man who wears the freedom walk 
He lets his eyes do all the talk 
F         Am   Dm               C        F   C  C  Em G Am 
And conversation is his prize possession 
 
Am          Em7           Dm                 C  
On the road the open road he stops to flag a diesel 
Am             Em7                Dm                         C  
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 
F             Am      Dm                     C        F   C  F C 
Said his last goodbye Started walking down a new road 
 
 
by: José Duarte 
[email protected]