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Like a Rolling Stone
Bob Dylan Lyrics


Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging 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

Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright 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 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
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ah 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 discovered 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 on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Bob Dylan

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Petro Grad

​@theresa rathell They're not the same committees. The ones who gave Dylan a Nobel prize in literature usually give awards to authors.

The peace prize committee is in Norway. It's true that they gave a prize to Obama. It seemed really premature to me at the time and it didn't really work out the way they had intended. They had hoped it would enable him to go further in his efforts towards peace.

Obama was trying to close Guantanamo. He was also trying to negotiate an agreement with Russia for further reduction of nuclear weapons. He was also reducing US troops in Iraq (but not Afghanistan).

If he had done all that (and maybe not increased the war in Afghanistan), he might've deserved the prize, but he wasn't able to close Guantanamo, and he increased troops in Afghanistan a lot. So he wasn't that much of a peace president, which made the prize look even worse in hindsight.

Of course he could've forced Guantanamo to close, but the main problem is that those left there obviously haven't done enough to get formally convicted so they legally have to be released. No country is eager to take care of them, and if they get sent back, chances are they will be killed.

I think the fairest thing to do after oppressing the people there for so long would be to just release them in the US, but I'm sure you can imagine the uproar that would cause in the US if their president did that.



Jessica Swingle

lyrics: Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging 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

Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright 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 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
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ah 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 discovered 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 on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone



Shahjahan Ali

Lyrics :
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 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 for your next meal

How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
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
And nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd 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
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

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 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 be 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 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 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?



Sr. Incríngel

Era uma vez um tempo em que você se vestia tão bem
Jogava uma moeda pros mendigos nos melhores dias, não é?
As pessoas ligavam, diziam, “Cuidado, boneca, você há de tomar um tombo”
Você achava que estava todo mundo te sacaneando
Você ria
De todo mundo que estava por ali
Agora você não fala tão alto
Agora você não parece tão altiva
De ter que ficar pedinchando pra poder comer

Como é que é
Como é que é
Estar sem casa
Como uma total desconhecida
Como uma pedra que rola?

Você foi sim pra melhor escola, Senhorita Solidão
Mas você sabe que só ia pra ficar bêbada
E ninguém te ensinou a viver na rua
E agora você descobre que vai ter que se acostumar
Você disse que nunca ia se acertar
Com o vagabundo misterioso, mas agora percebe
Que ele não está vendendo álibis
Enquanto você encara o vazio dos seus olhos
E pergunta a ele, quer fazer um pacto?

Como é que é
Como é que é
Estar sem ninguém
Sem um caminho pra casa
Como uma total desconhecida
Como uma pedra que rola?

Você nunca se virou pra ver a careta de malabaristas e palhaços
Quando desciam pra se exibir pra você
Você nunca entendeu que não adianta nada
Que você não devia deixar os outros curtirem o seu barato
Você andava no seu cavalo cromado com o seu diplomata
Que levava no ombro um gatinho siamês
Não é duro quando você descobre que
Ele no fundo não estava onde devia
Depois que levou de você tudo que conseguiu roubar

Como é que é
Como é que é
Estar sem ninguém
Sem um caminho pra casa
Como uma total desconhecida
Como uma pedra que rola?

Princesa na torre e toda a gente bonita
Bebendo, pensando que chegou lá
Trocando tudo quanto é presente ou coisa preciosa
Mas é melhor você tirar esse anel de brilhante, melhor penhorar, amor
Você achava tão divertido
O Napoleão esfarrapado e a língua que ele usava
Vai falar com ele agora, ele está chamando, você não pode negar
Quando você não tem nada, não tem nada que entregar
Você agora é invisível, não tem mais segredos pra ocultar

Como é que é
Como é que é
Estar sem ninguém
Sem um caminho pra casa
Como uma total desconhecida
Como uma pedra que rola?



Love Of Jesus

🎵🎵"Like A Rolling Stone"🎵🎵

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 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 for your next meal

How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
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
And nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd 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
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

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 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 be 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 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 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?



Spike Speigel

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 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

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 said you'd 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
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

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 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 be 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 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 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



All comments from YouTube:

LetThemTalkTV

This song is perfect

redman840

@edward kern Donald J(ackass)Trump was the 2nd coming of Jesus Christ,according to those naive,gullible,and foolish enough to have fallen for his incoherent,hate filled rhetoric.

edward kern

@redman840 oh bullshit. Trump was great. No open borders. Biden screwed up this country. You will pay for these people coming into America. Let them move into your house if you got room. And if you lived down by the border you would not want them coming on your property.

Big Loser

@lorraine solecki Yeah, Bohemian Rhapsody is a legend, too. But, in my opinion, I like this one better. Not contradicting anyone else's opinion.

Robert Allen

@Big Loser You are ought of your mind comparing a great poet like Bob Dylan with depravity. Moreover, opera does ~ rock.

lorraine solecki

@Big Loser thank you. Always feel guilty about thinking that. After all Queen with Freddie........ but then there's Dylan.

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Jacqueline Windle

I’m 74 and it certainly takes me back in time. Absolutely a masterpiece. Keep going Bob you’re way ahead of them all.

Tatty

And I'm 20 and I envy all of you oldies, for having been able to live those years 👀✌🏻

Tg Billiards

74 yr old here too. 60's were the best of years

Elvar Masson

I'm in my mid-forties. I like the song

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