Like A Rolling Stone
Mick Ronson 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 ask him 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 kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift 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 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

Mick Ronson's Like a Rolling Stone is a cover of Bob Dylan's song of the same title, written in 1965. The song tells the story of a woman who goes from riches to rags and is left alone and homeless. Once upon a time, the woman was someone who dressed well and gave money to the less fortunate. However, she went through a significant downfall and became a wandering "rolling stone." The woman goes from being someone who laughed at people and lived a privileged life, to someone who is scrounging for her next meal. The refrain of the song, "How does it feel to be a complete unknown, like a rolling stone?" takes on a sarcastic tone-putting the woman in a place of vulnerability, something she never thought would happen to her.


The second verse of the song talks about how she came from a well-to-do family but was only known for being the heavy drinker. It also talks about how she never learned how to live on the street and now, she will have to adjust to her new life. The woman was once someone who thought she would never compromise and fall for someone like the mystery tramp. Yet, as she is without money or a place to live, she is almost forced to make a deal with him.


As the song progresses, it talks about how the woman never thought much about the people around her, such as jugglers and clowns who were there to entertain her, yet now she sees their frowns as she is on the street. She had always let others entertain her, and now she is helpless. The woman used to be amused by people like Napoleon in rags, and now she is more like them. The song's metaphorical title "Like a Rolling Stone" means the woman's life, which is now characterized by rolling or wandering from place to place. This song is about alienation, loss, and how it feels to be a complete unknown.


Line by Line Meaning

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Back in your heyday, you were fashionable and stylish


You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
You were generous to the less fortunate when you were at your peak


People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
Others warned you that your fortune would turn


You thought they were all kiddin' you
You believed that their warnings were unfounded or exaggerated


You used to laugh about
You found amusement in


Everybody that was hangin' out
Everyone who was around you


Now you don't talk so loud
You don't boast or brag as much anymore


Now you don't seem so proud
You're not as arrogant or snobbish anymore


About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
You're struggling to find enough food to eat


How does it feel
What is the sensation


To be without a home
To be homeless


Like a complete unknown
Feeling unrecognized or anonymous


Like a rolling stone?
Feeling adrift or without direction in life


You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
You've received a top-notch education, Miss Lonely


But you know you only used to get juiced in it
However, you primarily used it as an opportunity to party and indulge


And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
No one ever prepared you for life as a destitute person


And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
Now you realize that you must adapt and acclimate to your circumstances


You said you'd never compromise
You promised never to settle or make concessions


With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
You were determined not to associate with a wandering vagrant, but now you see


He's not selling any alibis
He doesn't have any excuses or justifications for his current state


As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
As you look into his blank, expressionless eyes


And ask him do you want to make a deal?
And inquire if he's interested in making a bargain or arrangement


You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
You never noticed the disappointment or disapproval of those who entertained you


When they all come down and did tricks for you
When they showcased their talents and skills for your enjoyment


You never understood that it ain't no good
You failed to grasp that it was not productive or worthwhile


You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You shouldn't rely on others for your entertainment or pleasure


You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
You used to travel in style and luxury with your well-connected companion


Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Who had an exotic and valuable pet by his side


Ain't it hard when you discover that
Isn't it difficult when you realize


He really wasn't where it's at
He wasn't as influential or impressive as you thought he was


After he took from you everything he could steal.
Once he had exploited or deprived you of all he could


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


They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
They're consuming alcohol and assuming that they're successful and satisfied


Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
Trading various expensive or valuable presents and objects


But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You would be wise to sell your valuable possessions, including your diamond ring


You used to be so amused
You previously found it entertaining


At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
At a disheveled Napoleon and his unconventional way of speaking


Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
He now beckons you to come to him, and you cannot reject his invitation


When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
When you possess nothing of value, you have no risk or harm if you participate


You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
You're unnoticed and insignificant now, with nothing to hide


How does it feel
What sensation does it evoke


To be on your own
To be alone and unsupported


With no direction home
Not knowing where to go or how to move forward


Like a complete unknown
Like a total stranger or outsider


Like a rolling stone?
Like someone without any fixed destination or purpose in life




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

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