Lyrics
Right around DecemberWhen the hard winds blowI think of the strangerDrifted in with the snowHe didn’t stay longBut when he looked my waySent a cold chill through meI can feel todayHe said, “I’m a wanderer, I’m a soul-less soulI’m a rolling stoneLook in my eyesAin’t nobody home”“I could blame it on my DaddyLeft me when I was threeOr say it was my MamaBut it’s really just meIn my lifetimeI’ve been tempted to killI haven’t yetBut I probably will”He died at the handsOf a sheriff I knowSaid, “We had to take him downShot a kid in LaredoNow killers and dead menI’ve seen plenty of thoseBut his eyes were openAnd I wish they’d been closed”