Like a Rolling Stone

Bruce Springsteen

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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 called say beware doll
    You're bound to fall
    You thought they were all
    Kidding you
    You used to laugh about
    Everybody that was hanging it 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

    You've gone to the finest school
    Allright miss lonely
    But you know you only used to get
    Juiced in it
    Nobody's ever taught you
    How to live in 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
    And say do you want to do
    Make a deal

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    How does it feel
    How does it feel
    To be on your homewith 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
    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 hang on your home
    With no direction home
    Like a complete unknown
    Like a rolling stone

    Princess on the steeple
    And all the pretty people
    They're drinking thinking
    That they got it made
    Exchanging all precious gifts
    But you'd better
    Take a diamond ring
    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 nothing
    You got nothing to lose
    You are invisible nowyou got no secrets to conceal

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

    Song details

    Composition: Bob Dylan

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