Like a Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You even threw the bums a dime in your prime, now, didn't you?
Hey now, people'd call and say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
But you, you thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't, you don't talk so loud
And look at you now, you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

Well, how does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Yes now, you've gone to the finest schools all right, Miss Lonely
But you know that you only used to get juiced in it
Well now, nobody ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find that you're gonna have to get used to it
Oh, but you said that you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you, now you realize
Oh, he's not selling, he's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And you say to him "Mister, can you make a deal?"

Well, how does it feel?
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Yeah now, you never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they'd all come down and did their tricks for you
And you never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
Well, you used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ay, ain't it hard, ain't it so hard when you discover that
That he wasn't really where it's at
After he took from you everything that he could steal

How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Well listen now, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they've, that they got it made
Yeah now, exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
You better take that diamond ring, and you better, you better pawn it babe
Oh, you used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Oh, go to him now, he calls you, and you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Oh, 'cause you're invisible now, and you got no secrets to conceal

Now, how does it feel?
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown (yeah, look at ya)
Like a rolling stone?

Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone (now how does it feel?)
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone