Rolling Stone 8/2/2014
I was a bum out in San Diego;
Roamed the streets of San Antone;
Spent some long nights in Chicago;
Guess that's why they call me a rolling stone.
My truck broke down in Fargo,
My luck ran out in Montreal;
I caught a ride to Nashville;
I woud up here and that ain't all.
Got drunk in New York City;
Spent a month one week in jail;
I left my heart in San Francisco;
Somebody send it in the mail.