Stepping Stone (Live At The Fillmore East)

Ooh-WHEE! I sure got the blues this morning, baby

Yeah! And I'm here to tell you about it

So you might as well pick up on it! Yeah!

I'm a man

At least I'm tryin' to be

I've lived before

The other half of me

I've lived before

That you don't want me

But in this search

For nothing desperately

Oh, I'm tryin' tryin'

Not to be a fool

I'm tryin' tryin'

Lord to keep my cool, baby tryin' so hard to keep it together

After I find, baby

That true love of mine

I'm just rollin' screamin'

Cryin' flyin'

Can't be trusted, but busted

Rolling Stone

You're a woman

At least you say you are

You're a woman

At least you look like you are

You're a woman

At least you taste like you are

But you can take it off

In bed with my guitar

And then you leave them

Throw me outside

To cry, cry

To the moon and the nighttime

Save my soul,

You can't find

All you want is a ticket to ride

After you show me everything

It did prove otherwise

You just rollin', screamin', cryin' good love is sometime, but can't be trusted

Steppin' Stone

Steppin' Stone

Steppin' Stone