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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'd call say：'Beware doll you're bound to fall'

You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to be so proud

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 around scrouging 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 has ever taught you how to live on the street

And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise

With the mystery tramp but even in his eyes

Into the vacuum of his eyes

As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes

And say：'Would you like to come on now would you like to come on to make a deal

How does it feel

How does it feel

To be without a home

Like a complete unknown

With no direction home

Like a rolling stone

Princess on the steeple and all them pretty people

They're drinkin' thinkin' that they got it made

Exchanging all the precious gifts and things

But you'd better lift your diamond ring down 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 got 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 without a home

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone

Like a rolling stone