Like A Rolling Stone
Judy Collins Lyrics


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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 has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out 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
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 come 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 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 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?

Overall Meaning

"Like a Rolling Stone" by Bob Dylan has been covered by many artists, but Judy Collin's version is equally powerful. The song is about a woman who was once considered the epitome of success, but now finds herself in a situation where she is struggling to survive. The woman in question was once wealthy and influential, but now she is homeless and has no direction.


Dylan's lyrics are meticulously crafted in this song, and the repetition of the powerful opening lines "Once upon a time you dressed so fine, Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?" set the tone of the song. The woman used to live a luxurious life, but now she is penniless and homeless. The song is a scathing commentary on society and the way it treats people.


The lyrics also touch upon the fact that we often take our successes for granted and don't realize what we have until it is gone. The woman in the song used to be carried around by a diplomat with a Siamese cat, but now she is on her own with no direction. The song is universally relatable, as everyone has experienced a time when they were on top of the world and then fell from grace.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
There was a time when you were well-dressed and wealthy


You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
When you were at your best, you were charitable to those less fortunate


People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
Others warned you that you were on a downward trajectory


You thought they were all kiddin' you
You believed they were joking and didn't heed their warnings


You used to laugh about
In the past, you found amusement in


Everybody that was hangin' out
The people you associated with


Now you don't talk so loud
You're no longer boasting or expressing yourself loudly


Now you don't seem so proud
You're no longer proud of your current state of being


About having to be scrounging for your next meal
The fact that you now have to search for your next meal


How does it feel
What is the sensation like


To be without a home
To not have a place to call 'home'


Like a complete unknown
Like a person completely unfamiliar to anyone


Like a rolling stone?
Like someone who wanders aimlessly without direction


You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
You attended a prestigious school, but you're 'Miss Lonely'


But you know you only used to get juiced in it
You only indulged in alcoholic beverages while there


And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
You were never prepared to live life as a homeless person


And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You're discovering that you will have to become accustomed to your new way of life


You said you'd never compromise
You made a vow that you would never settle or make concessions


With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
You said you'd never 'compromise' with the mystery tramp, but now you see things differently


He's not selling any alibis
The mystery tramp isn't trying to excuse his behavior or actions


As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
As you look into his empty eyes


And say do you want to make a deal?
Asking if he is willing to work out an arrangement with you


To be on your own
To have no support from others


With no direction home
With no clear sense of where to go


You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
You didn't pay attention to the disapproving looks on the faces of those trying to entertain you


When they all come down and did tricks for you
When they tried to impress and entertain you


You never understood that it ain't no good
You failed to realize that it's not beneficial


You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You shouldn't derive pleasure or enjoyment from others' actions


You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
In the past, you took rides on a fancy motorcycle with your wealthy companion


Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Your companion had a Siamese cat that he held on his shoulder


Ain't it hard when you discover that
Isn't it difficult to find out that


He really wasn't where it's at
Your companion wasn't able to offer what you thought he could


After he took from you everything he could steal
After he depleted you of all your resources


Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
The elite and attractive members of society


They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
They're consuming alcohol and believing they have it all


Exchanging all precious gifts
Swapping valuable presents


But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You should sell your diamond ring to get by


You used to be so amused
In the past, you found things entertaining


At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
You once found humor in a poor, ragged man who spoke differently


Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
He is calling you and you have no choice but to answer


When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
When you have nothing, you're not risking anything by taking chances


You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
You are ignored or unnoticed and have nothing to hide




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Comments from YouTube:

T West

much better than I expected. love JUdy, she can sing anything! this is a tough one to sing though and I wasn't sure.............

Kab1

What a great song. Great piece of poetry too. I like Judy’s version best. She did a whole album of his covers. That’s the cover pictured: Judy Sings Dylan Just Like A Woman. The whole thing is so well done.

Bill white

The instrumental arrangement is a touch strident but good and muscular, and, can this woman sing!

Mike

I am a real Judy fan but I am not sure about her version of "Like A Rolling Stone". I met Judy in the summer of 1976 backstage at the Cape Cod Melody Tent with my little sister. I was 12 then. Just the three of us. She was very, very nice to us.

auramac

Love Judy, but not even Dylan has ever captured that perfect sound again. There's much more to the song than lyrics and music.

Eddie Solomons

Amen to everything You have said. XOXO

Kab1

God, I love this song. I love Judy’s version best.

Jumbofreddy

version " talking song"! original and very interesting!

The Glamazon Club

nobody does Dylan better

The Glamazon Club

OK Ms Lonely
nobody does Dylan better
How does it feel

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