"Like A Rolling Stone" lyrics
(originally by Bob Dylan)
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call, 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 look so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown?
Just like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
Then you say, "Would you like to do now, do you want to make a deal?"
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for 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 discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal?
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchangin' all that precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, ya 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 ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call, 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 look so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown?
Just like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
Then you say, "Would you like to do now, do you want to make a deal?"
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for 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 discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal?
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchangin' all that precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, ya 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 ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
