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Like a rolling stone
(
Bob Dylan )
Yeah
How does it feel
How does it feel
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you
People called, say "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
Thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging 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
Just like a rolling stone
You've gone to the finest school, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
No one ever taught you how to live on the street
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 you ask him if you want to make a deal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone
Tell me
Tell me
Tell me
Yeah
"Oh, rock Ronno, rock"
You never turned around to catch the frowns on the jugglers and clowns
When they all did their tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
To let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard to 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
Like a complete unknown
To be without a home
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
Just like a rolling stone
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