Like a Rolling Stone (Royal Albert Hall) Songtext
von 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 behave so proud
About everybody that was a-hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don′t act so so proud
About having to be scrounging around
Scrounging around
For your next meal

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


Ah, 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 buddy oh, you′re gonna have to get used to it

You say you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but devil in his eyes
Devil stares back you with his eyes
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, "Dude would you like to
C′mon now, would you like to come up and make a deal?"

How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home?
Like a complete unknown?
With no direction home?
Like a rolling stone?

Princess upon the steeple and all them pretty people
Thinkin' and drinkin′ that they got it made
Exchanging all the precious gifts and things
But you'd better take your diamond ring down now
You'd 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' girl, 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?
Like a rolling stone?
Just like a rolling stone? (like a rolling stone)