Rolling Stone

	 
[Intro]
C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C

[Versetto]
C           G                 Am7 
Sometimes I feel I’m going nowhere 
Fmaj7         G             C 
Sometimes I’m sure I never will 
C              G                 Am7 
She said it’s cause I’m always moving 
          Fmaj7        G               C 
I never notice cause I never stand still
[Intro]
C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C

[Versetto]
C            G                 Am7 
Sometimes I feel like I’m falling 
   Fmaj7          G            C 
Falling fast and falling free 
C            G                    Am7 
She says my darling you’re not falling 
Fmaj7                        G             C 
Always looked like you were flying to me
[Ritornello]
G               C 
But I fear I’ve grown, 
G           C             Fmaj7 
A rolling stone inside of me 
         G             C 
She said oh don’t you know 
G              C                Fmaj7         G 
That rolling stones stop at the sea 
(G)                    C 
And that’s where I’ll be
[Strumentale]
| C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C    |
| C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C    |
[Versetto]
C              G             Am7 
Sometimes I’m sure I know no one 
   Fmaj7             G         C 
A thousand faces but no names 
C            G                Am7 
She said my love you do know someone 
    Fmaj7          G             C 
Oh and I know you back just the same
[Ritornello]
G         C 
But I’m scared I said, 
G             C               Fmaj7 
What if this stone don’t slow down 
G             C 
Just be aware she said, 
G         C                Fmaj7      G 
What goes up will come down 
(G)                        C 
And when you do I’ll be around
[Strumentale]
| C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C   |
| C    (G) |Am7   |Fmaj7  G |C   |

[Ritornello]
G              C 
Oh when I’ve dragged this, 
G         C                Fmaj7 
Rolling stone across this land 
G              C 
I’ll make sure I, 
G                   C        Fmaj7 
Leave this stone in her hands 
        G             C 
For we both know too well, 
G              C               Fmaj7      G 
That rolling stones turn in to sand 
(G)                                       C 
If they don’t find a place to stand