.1st Verse:
Walking around with my hands in my pockets
Thinking of somewhere else
A dirty old pack slung over my back
And a guitar I made myself
Well a rolling stone never gathers no moss
And that's my philosophy
So I'll be moving along you see I can't stay long
There'.
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