אין גירסה קלה
הצג גם אקורדים
| Intro: |
| 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 a'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 having 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? |
| Bridge: |
| Awww you've gone to the finest school |
| all right, Miss Lonely, |
| But you know you only used to get |
| "juiced" in it. |
| Nobody's ever taught you |
| how to live out on the street, |
| And now you're gonna have to get |
| used to it. |
| You say you never compromise |
| With a 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? |
| A complete unknown? |
| like a rolling stone? |
| Bridge: |
| Awww you never turned around to see the frowns |
| On the jugglers and the clowns |
| When they all 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 |
| 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 ya' on your own? |
| With no direction home? |
| Like A complete unknown? |
| like a rolling stone? |
| Bridge: |
| Awwww princess on the steeple |
| and all the pretty people |
| They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they've |
| got it made. |
| Exchanging all precious gifts, |
| But you'd better take 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 ain't got nothing, you've got |
| nothing to lose |
| You're invisible now, you've got no secrets |
| to conceal. |
| How does it feel? |
| awww how does it feel? |
| To be on your own? |
| with no direction home? |
| Like a complete unknown? |
| Like a rolling stone? |
| Bridge: |
| x4 |
| Ending: |
