Cover Me In Moss

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Well that James Dean he was a 
                   C               G
looker, and a rebel with no cause
        D                          
I bet I'd look good in leather In a
     C           G
 convertable car
                G                  
Now I'm streaming down the Highway 
                   C         G
puffing on a cigarett
        D                        
but some things just don't add up 
                           C       D
when you check the arithmetic


        G                          
Well Hemmingway he's a Legend with 
        C            G
the paper and the pen
        D                          
I bet I could tell some stories 
     C           G
with taht kind of lonelyness
        G                       
Now I'm sitting on a barstool in 
           C    G
some far foreign town
        D                          
but some thngs just don't feel 
     C                  D
right when I put my money down



(Chorus)

     G
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
        D
I want a nice warm bed to call my 
own
             C
I want to hang my hat kick off my 
shoes
      G             D       G
and come home night to you

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        G
Well I don't want to ride some 
lonesome line
        D
I want a woman in that bed I can 
call just mine
            C
I want to lay my head and rest my 
bones
     G                  D          G
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone



(verse – same as other verses)
                G                  
Well Mick he's a magician when you 
             C               G
get him on the stage
        D                          
I bet if I had darker sunglasses, I
     C           G
 could move that way
                G                
Now I got myself a microphone and 
               C               G
some pattent leather boots
        D                      
but some things just don't seem 
         C           G
right when you take a closer look


 (chorous)
     G
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
        D
I want a nice warm bed to call my 
own
             C
I want to hang my hat kick off my 
shoes
      G             D       G
and come home night to you

        G
Well I don't want to ride some 
lonesome line
        D
I want a woman in that bed I can lie
 beside
            C
I want to lay my head and rest my 
bones
     G                  D          G
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone


     G
Oh i don't wanna be a rolling stone
        D
I want a nice warm bed to call my 
own
             C
I want to hang my hat kick off my 
shoes
      G             D       G
and  wake up every day to you

        G
Well I don't want to ride some 
lonesome line
        D
I want a woman in that bed I can 
call just mine
            C
I want tclose my eyes and rest my 
bones
     G                  D          G
no I don't want to be a Rollin stone