Like a Rolling Stone (live version) – Bob Dylan/Rolling Stones cover by Job’s Garage


Once upon a time you dressed so fine,
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 You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out Now you don’t walk so proud,
Now you don’t talk so loud ’bout having to be scroungin’
For your next meal 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’ve gone to the finest school, all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street
But 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, A complete unknown,
Like a rolling stone? 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 ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal How does it feel?
Now, how does it feel To be on your own,
With no direction home, A complete unknown,
Just like a rolling stone?

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