Lyrics > Rolling Stones – Tumbling Dice


Writers: Jagger/Richards
Published: Colgems-EMI Music, Inc. ASCAP
From: Rolling Stones – Exile on Main St. (2xLP, US)
Source: Pop Catastrophe
Notes: This song was released by Pussy Galore on their cover of Exile on Main St. [RELEASE / LYRICS].

All Down The Line
Casino Boogie
Happy
I Just Want To See His Face
Let It Loose
Loving Cup
Rip This Joint
Rocks Off
Shake Your Hips
Shine A Light
Soul Survivor
Stop Breaking Down
Sweet Black Angel
Sweet Virginia
Torn And Frayed
Tumbling Dice
Turd On The Run
Ventilator Blues
Women think I’m tasty, but they’re always tryin’ to waste me
And make me burn the candle right down
But baby, baby, don’t need no jewels in my crown

‘Cause all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin’ like I don’t know how
But baby, I go crazy, there’s fever in the funk house now

This low down bitchin’ got my poor feet a-itchin’
You know you know the deuce is still wild
Baby, can’t stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin’ dice

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Don’t you see the time flashin’ by
Honey, got no money, I’m all sixes and sevens and nines

Say now, baby, I’m the rank outsider
You can be my partner in crime
Baby, can’t stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin’
Roll me and call me the tumblin’ dice

Oh my my my, I’m the lone crap shooter
Playin’ the field every night
Baby, can’t stay
You got to roll me and call me the tumblin’
Roll me and call me the tumblin’ dice

Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Keep on rolling
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me
Got to roll me

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