Like a Rolling Stone Songtext
von Bob Dylan
Like a Rolling Stone Songtext
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 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′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 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
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 the 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?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They′re all drinkin', thinkin′ that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, 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 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 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′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 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
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 the 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?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They′re all drinkin', thinkin′ that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, 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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