Like a Rolling Stone
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
Threw the bums, dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call and say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You gone to the finest school alright, miss lonely
But you know you're only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you know how to live out on the street
And now you find you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery cramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And you ask him
"Do you want to make a deal?"
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
You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down, and they did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything 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?
Princess on a steeple, all the pretty people
They're drinking, they're thinking that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
You better take your diamond ring, you better-
You better pawn it, babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
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?
Threw the bums, dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call and say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You gone to the finest school alright, miss lonely
But you know you're only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you know how to live out on the street
And now you find you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery cramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And you ask him
"Do you want to make a deal?"
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
You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down, and they did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything 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?
Princess on a steeple, all the pretty people
They're drinking, they're thinking that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
You better take your diamond ring, you better-
You better pawn it, babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
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?
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Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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