Once upon a time, your dress was fine,
you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call, beware, darlin', you found a fault,
you thought that they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about every
body that was a -hangin' out
So now you don't talk so loud,
now you don't seem so proud
About a -havin' to
be scroungin' for your next meal
Oh, tell me, how does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
To be on your own
With no direction home
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Gone to the finest school
for a life that's lonely
But you know you only used
to get a juice in it
Nobody's ever taught you how
to live on the street
Now you're gonna have to get,
get used to it
You said you'd never compromise with a mystery tramp,
but now you realize he's not sellin' any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes an d you ask him,
do you want to make a deal?
Now tell me, how does it feel, oh how does it feel, how does it feel, to be on your own, to be on your own, with no direction home,
with no direction home, like a complete unknown, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers
and the clowns when they all came 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 a chrome
horse with your diplomat
Carried on his shoulders a
Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
he really wasn't where it's at
After he took you for everything
that he could steal
Now, how does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
To be on your own
With no direction known
Like a complete unknown
Or like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone
Like a rolling stone,
like a rolling stone
Princess
Anna's steepling all
the pretty people
Thinking and drinking they've got a need
Exchanging all kind
s of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift that ring, baby
You'd better pawn it, babe
You used to be so amused at
Napoleon and
Rags
And the language that he used
Go on to him, he calls you.
You can't refuse.
When you got nothin',
you got nothin' to lose.
You're invisible, baby.