Like A Rolling Stone (Live) Lyrics
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Like A Rolling Stone (Live) Lyricsby Bob Dylan & The Band Buy album CD: Before The Flood (Live) Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd 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 havin' to be scrounging around for your next meal 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? 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 you find out 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 sellin' any alibis, as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, " Would you like to make a deal?" 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? You never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns When they all came down to do tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you Used to ride 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's taken everything he could steal 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? Princess on the steeple and all pretty people They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts and things But you'd better take your diamond ring, down and 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're invisible, 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?
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