Chords for Tex Morton - I'm A Rolling Stone (c.1949).

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_ _ [D#] I was always a wanderer, was born in me [F#] bones, _ [B] and I could ne'er settle down.
_ From the days of me [F#] childhood, the call of the _ wildwoods has kept me a-movin' around.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] I'm a _ [C#] rolling _ _
[E] _ stone, _ _ [C#] and I've rolled a few [G#] miles in me [B] time. _ _ _
_ [F#] One day I'm up, _ [G#] next day I'm [B]
down.
[C#] Dame Fortune smiles, [F#] maybe then she'll frown.
[E] I've no money to lend, [B] so I [E] haven't a friend.
_ [F#] _ That's why I'm left [B] all alone. _
_ [E] I've no place of abode, [B] my address [G#] is the road.
[C#] I'm a _ [F#]
rolling _ [B] stone. _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ Yes, I'll admit I'm a bit of a waster.
[F#] _ Still, I don't care a [B] jot.
_ [G#] And you'd hardly believe there's [F#] someone who thinks I'm all that [B] I'm not.
_ _ He's the one pal I can rely on, and he [G#] follows wherever I go.
_ He don't look on me as a waster. _ _ _ _
_ I suppose the poor fella don't know.
_ And yet, [B] if he did, _ [F#] would he leave me?
_ _ [G#] No, he'd still hang [B] around.
_ [F#] He's only a dog, _ but a good one.
_ His breed? _
[G#] Well, he's just some [B] kind of a howl.
_ [F#] He's just a good [B] thoroughbred mongrel, and he knows [G#] he's an outcast [E] as well.
But [C#] for all that, [G#] no [F#] money would buy him.
_ He's the one thing I've not tried to [G#m] sell. _
I've sold all but my pal [G#] and my honour, _ and I know I'm not worth a [C#] damn. _
But [B] I wish I could be the fella _ that mongrel dog thinks _ _ _ [E] I am.
I've no place of a bone. _
[B] My address [G#] is the road.
[C#] I'm a _ [F#] rolling _ _ _ [B] stone. _ _ _ _ _
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