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I sure got the blues this morning, baby
Yeah! And I’m here to tell you about it
So you might as well pick up on it!
I’m a man
At least I’m tryin’ to be
I’ve lived before
The other half of me
I’ve lived before
That you don’t want me
But in this search
For nothing desperately
Oh, I’m tryin’ tryin’
Not to be a fool
I’m tryin’ tryin’
Lord to keep my cool, baby tryin’ so hard to keep it together

After I find, baby
That true love of mine
I’m just rollin’ screamin’
Cryin’ flyin’
Can’t be trusted, but busted
Rolling Stone

You’re a woman
At least you say you are
You’re a woman
At least you look like you are
You’re a woman
At least you taste like you are
But you can take it off
In bed with my guitar
And then you leave them
Throw me outside
To cry, cry
To the moon and the nighttime
Save my soul,
You can’t find
All you want is a ticket to ride
After you show me everything
It did prove otherwise
You just rollin’, screamin’, cryin’ good love is sometime, but can’t be trusted
Steppin’ Stone
Steppin’ Stone
Steppin’ Stone

You got me floatin’ round and round,
Always up, you never let me down
The amazing thing, you turn me on naturally,
And I kiss
you when I please.

You got me floatin’ round and round,
You got me floatin’ never down
You got me floatin’ naturally
You got me floatin’ float to please

You got me floatin’ across and through
You make me float right on up to you
There’s only one thing I need to really get me there,
Is to hear you laugh without a care.

Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.

Well, there ain’t no,
Ain’t no
Ain’t no telling, baby
When you will see me again, but I pray
It will be tomorrow.

Well, the sunrise
Sunrise
Is burning my eyes, baby
I must leave now, but I really hope
To see you tomorrow

Well my house is, oh, such a sad mile away,
The feeling there always hangs up my day
Oh, Cleopatra, She’s driving me insane,
She’s trying to put my body in her brain.