Like a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan

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Once upon a time you dressed so fine,
you 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 seem so proud,
about having to be scrounging for your next meal.

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


Ah you've gone to the finestschool allright,
miss Lonely but you know you only used to get juiced in it.
Nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street,
and now you you're gonna have to get used to it.

You said you'd 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,
and say do you want to make a deal?

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


Ah, you never turned around to see the frowns,
on the jugglers and the clowns when they all 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 atm
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?