[Intro]
Now, ass is ass, and class is class
An' dis ya DJ aims to be the boss
But I just want you know that the rolling stones gathers no moss
Comin' down with me, you know, when I say
Play, mister music, I beg you, will you please play? (Hey!)
[Chorus]
I said, a rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
A rolling stone, said, it gathers no moss
A rolling stone, said, it gathers no moss
A rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
[Verse 1]
You shouldn't leave your yard an' no eat breakfast
Mi say, you get dizzy an' you faint in di pass
Cah, dirty nigga come an' dem a pass dem remorse
A rolling stone, said, it gathers no moss
Say, pon fi mi feet, mi a go wear fi mi Clarks
A costume ball, you better put on your mask
Mi love fi drink mi milk, but a strictly out a glass
Some amass like snake, hey-a, in a grass
[Chorus]
But, a rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
A rolling stone, it gather no moss
[Verse 2]
Mi badder than di deejay Lord Sassafrass
Every night him a dance, him a DJ bout ass
But, dis ya DJ, say, you know him are di boss (Hey-a)
Cah, dis ya DJ in a topanoris class
[Chorus]
A rolling stone, said, it gathers no moss
A rolling stone, said, it gather no moss (Hey)
[Refrain]
Jah, mister Irie-mister Irie, make you bad so
Jah, mister Irie-mister Irie, make you gwan so
Jah, mister Irie-mister Irie, make you bad so
Right about now, some Calypso
[Verse 3]
Say, mi on my way, to Toronto
Say, in a aeroplane, it was a jumbo
Mi sit on by di seat on to di window
But, little after dat, mi say, mi sight Ringo
Him say, "Hey Welton Irie, weh make you bad so?"
Cah, reach pon your finger, bess pon your toe
Say, when you deejay you sound just like sparrow
A when you a dance is just like [?]
Pon di aeroplane wing, mi see a John Crow
A wing pon [?]
[Refrain]
Jah, mister Irie-mister irie, make you bad so
Jah, mister Irie-mister irie, make you gwan so
Jah, mister Irie (Ha-high)
[Chorus]
A rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
A rolling stone, it gather no moss
[Verse 4]
You shouldn't leave your yard an' no eat breakfast
Mi say, you feel bad an' then you faint in a di pass
Cah, dirty nigga come an' dem a pass dem remorse
But, pon my feet mi a go wear up mi Clarks
Mi go to costume ball, mi have fi wear a mask
A some a dem sneaking like snake in a grass
An' when mi drink mi milk, it strictly out a glass
[Chorus]
But, a rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
A rolling stone, said, it gather no moss
[Outro]
You shouldn't leave your yard and no eat breakfast
A little after that, mi say, you faint in a di pass, gwan
Rolling Stones was written by Welton Irie.
Rolling Stones was produced by Glen Brown.