Myrlin Rolling Stone Lyrics

[Verse One]

When I was a teenager I filled my pen with anger
Let it bleed on to the paper
In between the lines its spelled out, “Danger.”
Sixteen years old lookin' at a shot of lleagar like
“Audios whoever I think I am, or could be, I'll talk to you motherf*ckers later.”

Girl, we lived out near the hills, we didn't have no gangbangers
Had a plenty cheap thrills and plenty of men with time to kill
A whole lot of meth blowin' out the park trailer

And I went to school with a bunch of fools
Holdin' a bottle of goose
Like who knew, maybe a bottle of booze
Could help us understand our parents rules

[Chorus]

And I don't wanna be no rolling stone
I don't wanna be no vagabond, no

And I don't wanna be no rolling stone
I don't wanna be no vagabond, no

But I've been gone for so long, and so long, and so long
And so far to go, that I hope you know

[Verse Two]

Oh, my, pretty little teenager you were
Heart of a lion mind like, “grr”
Girl from the west side of the city
Power struggle with your Momma got pretty nitty-gritty

So you hopped on your boyfriends motorbike
You and your Mom used to curse and fight
Now you on the phone talking to her late at night

Twenty-five years old, heart of gold
And I hope you know, that I love you so

I remember when you said my eyes looked like honey in the moonlight Said, “I got your back for my whole life.”
Said, “The future is uncertain but certainly bright
Love takes sacrifice, we get the chance we goin be alright
We goin be alright.”

Got to show love to everyone who raised me up
White parents of my white friends who fed me grub
At the dinner table I used to hold my tongue
When they talked that stuff like, “black people were slaves
A long time ago, shouldn't matter anymore, right? Really long time ago?”
Same time James Byrd's heads rolling down a Texas road
Only thing they understood was the radio

Meanwhile, my momma in line at the grocery store
Speakin' in Spanish and the people in line start to back up slow
Like “Oh, no! Mexicans are invading Idaho.”
Even though the town down the road is named in Español
My mommas people been in this place since way before
George Washington's slave cleaned his as a three year old

[Chorus]

And I don't wanna be no rolling stone
I don't wanna be no vagabond, no

And I don't wanna be no rolling stone
I don't wanna be no vagabond, no

But I've been gone for so long, and so long, and so long
And so far to go, that I hope you know

(Adele)

However, far away
I will always love you

However, far away
I will always love you