Rolling Stone Blues

Well, I wish I was a catfish
Swimming in a deep blue sea
I would have all you good-looking women
Fishing after me, fishing after me
Fishing after me, oh, well
Oh, well, oh, well

I went to my baby's house
And I sat down on her stairs
She said: Now, come on in now, baby
My husband, he just left
My husband, he just left
My husband, he just left
Oh, well

Well, my mother told my father
Just before I, I was born
She said: Got a boy child coming, he's gonna be
He's gonna be a rolling stone
He's gonna be a rolling stone
He's gonna be a rolling, oh, well