He's a stray little Gypsy boy, driving on the highway to size.
A cowboy kid cracking 105, crossing the New Mexico line.
I believe, I believe we got a live one here,
He, hey, no inhibitions no fear. Yee, honey!
Hey, you wanna play your hand,
or are you just playing for the girls in the grandstand?
Do you wanna roll them bones?
Are you a tumbleweed or a roll-ing stone?
Tag along with my little vagabond,
longing you, get something to burn.
Slide on over to old Antone's, the little game I'm begging to learn.
A big shot of the owner hanging over the bar.
He, hey, Shakin' hands with some rock n' roll star. Ye, hea
Hey you wanna play your hand,
or are you just playing for the girls in the grandstand?
Do you wanna roll them bones?
Are you a tumbleweed or a rolling stone?
Well I'm glad I let you find me boy, I been waitin' for you.
Ha,ha. Won't you be my brand new pride and joy?
I've been savin' up all my good luck until tonight.
On a roll he was on top of the world,
till laid it all on seven and nine.
Lost his shirt and his keys to a highway,
looks like I'll be driving tonight.
Ten to one we'll take the long way home.
We've got ignition, so let's go. Yee-ah
Hey you wanna play your hand,
or are you just playing for the girls in the grandstand?
Do you wanna roll them bones?
Are you a tumbleweed or a rolling stone?
Hey you wanna play your hand,
or are you just playing for the girls in the grandstand?
Don't you wanna roll them bones?
Are you a tumbleweed or a rolling stone?
Are you a tumbleweed or a rolling stone?
Are you a tumbleweed or a rolling stone?