Like a Rolling Stone
Like a Rolling Stone
[Spoken:]
There's only one song that I know that's heavier than that...in my book.
And that's a Bob Dylan tune. It's so heavy, I can't do it straight.
I hope Bob's doin' okay now. I think he is. Did he get better?
Well, 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 just kiddin' you
Well, you used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
But now you don't talk so loud
And now, 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 on your own
Like a rolling stone?
Well, you've gone to the finest schools, all right, Miss Lonely,
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody ever taught you how to live out on the street
Now you're gonna have to get used to it
Well, you say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He is not sellin' any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say, "Do you wanna make a deal?"
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
Like a rolling stone?
Well, 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 have let other people get your kicks for you
Well, you used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard, ain't it hard when you discover that
He really was not where it's at
After he took from you everything that he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
Like a complete unknown
There's no direction home
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all out drinkin'
They're all out thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all those precious gifts from the home shopping channels
You better take that diamond ring and you better pawn it, babe
Pawn it
You used to be so amused
(This is a very declamatory song, isn't it?)
With Napoleon in rags and all the sweet-talk language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you ain't got nothing to lose
You are invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
There's no direction home
You feel like a complete unknown
Look at you
You're like a rolling stone
You're like a rolling stone
- Artist:Michael Hedges