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