Текст Neil Young – 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

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 used to soothe my soul
If I ever get home I’m gonna let the good times roll
Let the good times roll

Flyin’ down the road in a dream of mine
Two lane tour through a state of mind
Singin’ in the place where I first saw Roy
Playin’ that place gave me so much joy
Brand new tune with familiar chords
Flash bulbs poppin’ at the stage door
All the time lookin’ for somethin’ new

Singin’ in the place where I first saw Roy
Playin’ 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 used to soothe my soul
If I ever get home I’m gonna let the good times roll
Let the good times roll