Twisted Road
First time I heard like a rolling stone
I built that magic and took it home
Gave it a twist and made it mine
I'm nothing once as good as the very first time
Folk tree rollin' up his trunk
Like [?] and bubblegum
Asking me, how does it feel?
First time I heard like a rolling stone
I built that magic and took it home
Walking with the devil on a crested road
Listen to the dead on the radio
That old top music use to sooth my soul
If I ever get home I'm gonna let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Flyin' down the road in a dream of mine
[?] tour through a state of mind
Singing in the place where I first saw Roy
Play in that place gave me so much joy
Brand new tune with familiar chords
Flashbacks popping at the stage door
All the time looking for something new
Singing in the place where I first saw Roy
Play in that place gave me so much joy
Walking with the devil on a crested road
Listen to the dead on the radio
That old top music use to sooth my soul
If I ever get home I'm gonna let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Walking with the devil on a crested road
Listen to the dead on the radio
That old top music use to sooth my soul
If I ever get home I'm gonna let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll