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 rolling off his tongue Like Hank Williams chewin' bubble gum Askin' 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 used to soothe my soul If I ever get home, I'll let the good times roll Let the good times roll 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 popping at the stage door Flyin' down the road in a dream of mine A two lane tour through a state of mind All the time, looking for something 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'll 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 used to soothe my soul If I ever get home, I'll let the good times roll Let the good times roll Let the good times roll Let the good times roll