*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 having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be on youre own
With no direction 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
*And 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?
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'd better take your 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'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?
