Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the b**s a dime in your prime,
Didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you're
bound to fall"
You thought they were just kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
And now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
For your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
You went to the finest schools all right,
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get,
Juiced in it
And nobody taught you how to
Live out on the street
But now you are gonna have to get,
Used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you Realize
That 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
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
(You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the downs
When they all come down and 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 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 be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they
Got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
But you'd better take that diamond ring,
You'd better p*** 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 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
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
You threw the b**s a dime in your prime,
Didn't you?
People'd call, say "Beware doll, you're
bound to fall"
You thought they were just kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
And now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
For your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
You went to the finest schools all right,
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get,
Juiced in it
And nobody taught you how to
Live out on the street
But now you are gonna have to get,
Used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you Realize
That 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
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
(You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the downs
When they all come down and 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 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 be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they
Got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
But you'd better take that diamond ring,
You'd better p*** 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 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
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?