Saxofón: ^{D, C, G, D A}Winding your way down on Baker Street - ^ALite in your head, and dead on your feet Well an^Emiother crazy day, you ^Gdrink the night away And ^Dforget about everything ^AThis city desert makes you feel so cold, its got ^ASo many people but its got no soul And it's ^Emitaken you so long to ^Gfind out you were wrong When you ^Dthought it held everything. ^Dmi7You used to think that it was ^Ami7so easy, ^Dmi7you used to say that it was ^Ami7so easy But ^Cyou're tryin, ^Gyou're tryin ^Dnow ^Dmi7Another year and then you'd ^Ami7be happy, ^Dmi7just one more year and then you'd ^Ami7be happy But ^Cyou're cryin', ^Gyou're cryin ^Anow Saxofón: ^{D, C, G, D} Way down the street there's a light in his place, you open the door, he's got that look on his face And he asks you where you've been, you tell him who you've seen And you talk about anything He's got this dream about buyin' some land, he's gonna give up the booze and the one night stands And then he'll settle down, it's a quiet little town And forget about everything But you know he'll always keep moving, you know he's never gonna stop moving Cause he's rollin, He's the rolling stone And when you wake up it's a new morning, the sun is shining it's a new morning And you're going, you're going home