Like a Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People called said, Beware doll, you're bound to fall?
But you thought they were all just kidding you
You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out
And now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone
Oh, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they did their tricks for you
You never understood it ain't no good
Shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you, oh
You used to ride on a chrome horse with a diplomat
Carried on his shoulder, 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, just like a rolling stone
Princess on the steeple, all the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
Better lift your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to loose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own and no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
(Oh, how does it feel?)
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People called said, Beware doll, you're bound to fall?
But you thought they were all just kidding you
You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out
And now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone
Oh, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they did their tricks for you
You never understood it ain't no good
Shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you, oh
You used to ride on a chrome horse with a diplomat
Carried on his shoulder, 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, just like a rolling stone
Princess on the steeple, all the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
Better lift your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to loose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To be on your own and no direction home
Like a complete unknown, just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Just like a rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Rolling stone
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
How does it feel?
(Oh, how does it feel?)
(Oh, how does it feel?)
(Oh, how does it feel?)
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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