(Gary Harrison - Don Pfrimmer)      I don't want to tie you down   With some lines spoken in sorrow   With some hopes pinned on tomorrow   You've got your bedroll and your guitar   And there you are   Ready to be alone - Rolling Stone      I don't want the phone to ring   I can't talk when I'm crying   Your voice shakes when you're lying   Saddle the wind and ride for the sun   The way you run   You'll never have a home - Rolling Stone      But if you don't love what you've found   Just remember the world is round   And whatever rolls away   Can always roll back home some day      When you sleep beneath the sky   With your coat making your pillow   As the wind cries on the willows   And your bed holds no tenderness   Remember this   You made it on your own - Rolling Stone - roll on