"Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=syNLBJ_Lq9E "Like A Rolling Stone" is track #5 on the album "The Essential Bob Dylan". It was written by Bob Dylan. .Once upon a time, you dressed so fine 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 your next meal How does it feel, how does it feel? To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Aw...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 find out you're gonna have to get used to it You said you 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, like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Aw...You never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and do tricks for 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 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 took from you everything he could steal How does it feel, how does it feel? To have you 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 lift 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 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