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 just all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about, everybody that was hangin' you
Now you talk so proud, now you don't seem so loud
About having to be scrounging for you next meal
How does it feel. How does it feel
To be without a owm. With no direction home
Like a complete unknown. Just 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 without a owm. With no direction home
Like a complete unknown. Just Like a rolling stone
How does it feel. How does it feel
To be without a owm. With no direction home
Like a complete unknown. Just 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
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 without a owm. With no direction home
Like a complete unknown. Just Like a rolling stone