Love Of A Rolling Stone

You hate old Chicago in the winter time When the cold wind blows right through you And you said it ain't no fun You called west a dream come true Then one week it got the best of you On a path lying in that Oklahoma sun Swore if this day ever came There'd be no strings, no playing games Misty eyes and sad goodbyes to say When love is gone why try to put A finger on what happened When somewhere down the road, it slipped away All I ever wanted was a baby in my arms A wedding ring and a simple thing called home All you ever gave me was a look at some old highway The sky above and the love of a Rolling Stone I remember when you told me That you'd always be a drifting man And you didn't need another hungry mouth to feed And I won't bring a child into a world between roses And the thorn and the side of a tumbling tumbleweed One day you may miss me But I hope you don't feel guilty Go chase the sun until your dying day But inside me there's a second little heartbeat that goes with me And the one more thing that happened on the way All I ever wanted was a baby in my arms A wedding ring and a simple thing called home All you ever gave me was a look at some old highway The sky above and the love of a Rolling Stone