Once upon a time, you dressed so fine,
C F G7Threw the bums a dime, in your prime . didn't you?
C Dm7 CPeople call, say "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall."__
You thought they were all kiddin' you.
F DYou used to laugh about
F GEverybody that was hangin' out,
But now you don't talk so loud__
F C Dm7 Cnow you don't seem so proud___
F F GAbout havin' to be scroungin' your next meal.
How does it feel? How does it feel.
F C F G FTo be without a home
F C F G F C F Glike a complete unknown. Like a rollin' stone.
C Dm7
You've gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely,
But you know you only used to get . juiced in it.
C Dm7 Cand nobody has ever thaught you how to live out on the street,
F G7But now you're gonna have to get used to it.
You said you'd never compromise
F GWith the Mystery Tramp but now you realize
F C Dm7 CHe's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
F F GAnd he says, "Do you want to make a deal?"
F C F G F C F GHow does it feel? How does it feel.
To be on your own. With no direction home.
F C F G F C F GA complete unknown. Like a rollin' stone.
C Dm7
You never turned around to see the frowns
C F G7On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you.
Never understood that it ain't no good.
F G7You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you.
F DYou used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulders a Siamese cat.
F C Dm7 CAin't it hard when you discover that
F C Dm7 CHe really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
F C F G F C F GHow does it feel? How does it feel.
F C F G F C F GTo be hangin’ on your own. With no direction home.
like a complete unknown. Like a rollin' stone.
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
C F G7They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they've got it made.
C Dm7 CExchanging all precious gifts,
You'd better take a diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe.
F DYou used to be so amused
F GAt Napolean in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now he calls you you can't refuse
F C Dm7 CWhen you got nothin' you got nothin' to lose
F F GYour invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel? How does it feel.
F C F G F C F GTo be on your own. With no direction home.
F C F G F C F Glike a complete unknown. Like a rollin' stone.
C F G C
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