D    Dsus2 D |D   Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D    |D    Dsus2 D  |

D         A
Vagabond    you'll never settle

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 down
    D                        A
You spin your wheels like an endless merry-go-

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 round
            D                D7             G       E7
And there's not a place that you can call a home
         A7
You're a vagabond, drifting like a rolling

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 stone

          D            A                 D
You had a woman's love   but every thing was

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 wrong
        A                       A
It just up and died and now you sing a different

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D   |
 song
       D               D7                 G        E7
Like a wayward wind, a child of the under ground
         A7
You're a vagabond, you'll never settle

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D   |
down
            G                                        D
Just like a freight train hobo, riding on an endless rail
          D
There's a place to sleep every now and then
                           A
It's usually in the county jail

D         A
Vagabond    you'll never settle
|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 down
     D                            A
Keep spinning your wheels like an endless merry-go-

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 round
            D               D7                G      E7
You're with out a love that you can call your own
         A7
You're a vagabond, drifting like a rolling

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 stone

|D              |A              |D              |D             |

|D              |A              |D              |D             |
            ooo  hooo  ooo  ooo  ooo
|D              |D7             |G              |E7/G#         |

|A               |A7             |D     Dsus2 D |D      Dsus2 D |
 ooooooooooo      ooo     ooo     ooo
              G                                        D
You're like a freight train hobo, riding on an endless rail
          D
There's a place to sleep every now and then
                           A
It's usually in the county jail


D         A
Vagabond    you'll never settle

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D  |
 down
    D                        A
You spin your wheels like an endless merry-go-

|D    Dsus2 D |D    Dsus2 D |
 round
          D                         D7             G        E7
You don't have a place a place that you can call a home
         A
You're a vagabond, drifting like a rolling

D       A
stone
               D       A
Like a rolling stone
               G        A         D
Like a rolling st-o-o   o-o-o-o   o-o-o-ne