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The Lord he loves a rolling stone 
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He leads around all the danger zones 
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And helps get on to where he´s going 
 
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He don´t ask for very much 
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A dream or two will always do 
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In a crises    he makes sacrifices 
 
The man who wears the freedom walk 
He lets his eyes do all the talk 
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And conversation is his prize possession 
 
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On the road the open road he stops to flag a diesel 
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A pre war mack offered him a ride and stone climbed into the cabin 
 
That old bucket of bolts sure was a gas 
She moaned and groaned like an old truck do 
In south bend Indiana stone got out at the crossroads 
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Said his last goodbye Started walking down a new road