He met her in a town where they wear next to nothing 
Always fighting about the boys and the clothes and the loving 
That they're never gonna get, till they move away from here 

He saw her in the back room putting on her perfume 
Caught a little glance but he never took the chance 
And he turned around walking, tryin' hard to hide the fear 

She's just a rock'n roll small town girl with a Rolling Stone 
Dreams of living in Hollywood town so far from home 
She sees a picture in a magazine wants to be a beauty queen 
Spending every night with another guy 
Just a rock'n roll girl with a copy of Rolling Stone 

She stepped out off the bus thought a cutie was a shoe-in 
Little money in her hand didn't know what she was doing 
So she bought herself a room that she sold to another guy 

They would show her all the corvettes, riding down sunset 
Knew it was a crime but she didn't have the time 
For anything, anyone who couldn't try to get her high

My Rolling Stone 
My Rolling Stone 
Walking slowly uptown 
My Rolling Stone 
So far from home 
My Rolling Stone 
Always dreamed of this life 
Who would have known? 
My Rolling Stone 

Where you gonna go when you're dreams been mistaken? 
All the stories that you heard about the money they are making 
And the promises that lie on the golden streets of Vine 

Back home with the fresh paint drying on the back gate 
Wave a little hi to the folks you said goodbye to 
Hoping that you find the words to make it fine