Paroles de Twisted Road

First time I heard "Like a Rolling Stone" I felt that magic and took it home Gave it a twist and made it mine But nothing was as good as the very first time Poetry rollin' off his tongue Like Hank Williams chewing bubblegum Asking me, “How does it feel?” First time I heard "Like a Rolling Stone" I felt that magic and took it home Walkin' with the devil on a twisted road Listenin' to the Dead on the radio That old time music is to soothe my soul If I ever get home I let the good times roll Let the good times roll, let the good times roll Singing in the place where I first saw Roy Playing that place gave me so much joy Brand new tune with familiar chords Flashbulbs poppin' at the stage door Flyin' down the road in a dream of mine Too late tour through a state of mind All the time looking for something new Singing in the place where I first saw Roy Playing that place gave me so much joy Walkin' with the devil on a twisted road Listenin' to the Dead on the radio That old time music is to soothe my soul If I ever get home I let the good times roll Let the good times roll, let the good times roll Walkin' with the devil on a Twisted Road Listenin' to The Dead on the radio That old time music is to soothe my soul If I ever get home I let the good times roll Let the good times roll, let the good times roll Let the good times roll