Ooh why!
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 me
I'm a man
At least I'm trying to be
I'm looking for the other half of me
I'm looking for that true love for me
But I ain't gonna search for nothing desperately

And I try and try not to be a fool
And I try and try to keep my cool, baby
Trying so hard to keep it together
After I find, baby, that true love of mine
I'm just rolling, screaming, crying
Frying-can't be trusted
Rolling stone

You're a woman
At least you say you are
You're a woman
At least you look like a woman
You're a woman
At least you taste like you are
But you take it off in bed
With black tar
And you live really outside
And cry and to the blues
In the night time
Save my soul you can't cry
All you wants is a ticket to ride
I'll tell you
Show me everything you do, but otherwise,
You're just rolling, screaming and crying
Fed up sometimes
Stepping stone
Stepping stone