Oh, he′s always running wild and free

But he's always coming back to me

I′m never gonna try to tie him down

'Cause tomorrow he'll be gone again

So I′ll watch him on the internet

Out playing his guitar to all the crowds

He comes and then he goes

Just like a Rolling Stone

I know he sings those songs just for me

And that′s just how it goes

This story that I've told

We′re just perfect, strange as it seems

He said, "Don't

Darling you don′t need to cry

I'll be back by summertime to you

No, you don′t

Need to miss me when I go

I've just got to hit the road

But I'll be right back to you, to you, to you

I′ll be right back to you, to you, to you"

Oh, he′s always running wild and free

But he's always coming back to me

I′m never gonna try to tie him down

'Cause tomorrow he′ll be gone again

So I'll watch him on the internet

Out playing his guitar to all the crowds

He comes and then he goes

Just like a Rolling Stone

I know he sings those songs just for me

And that′s just how it goes

This story that I've told

We're just perfect, strange as it seems

He said, "Don′t

Darling you don′t need to cry

I'll be back by summertime to you

No, you don′t

Need to miss me when I go

I've just got to hit the road

But I′ll be right back to you, to you, to you

I'll be right back to you, to you, to you"

(He said, "I′ll be right back to you, to you, to you")

(He said, "I'll be right back to you, to you, to you")

(He said, "I'll be right back")