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Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime didn't you?
People 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
But now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud
About havin' to be scroungin' your next meal.
How does it feel? How does it feel.
To be on your own. With no direction home.
A complete unknown. Like a rollin' stone.
You've gone to the finest schools alright Miss Lovely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it.
You never had to live out on the street
But now you're gonna have to get used to it.
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulders 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.
You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you.
Never understood that it ain't no good.
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you.
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 he says "Do you want to make a deal?"
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin' thinkin' that they've got it made.
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
You'd better lift your diamond ring you'd better pawn it babe.
You used to be so amused
At Napolean in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now he calls you you can't refuse
When you got nothin' you got nothin' to lose
Your invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal.
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From: [email protected] (Moses20)
I remember requesting Like a Rolling Stone a few weeks back; since then a
few other people have done the same. I got this response after I posted on
rec.music.dylan. It sounds right to me. The only thing I need are the
complete lyrics; there not at Nevada. If someone could please post or send
them to me I'd appreciate it. Here it is..
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didn't you?
(repeat above sequence)
You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging 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
and so on...
Thanx to [email protected] (John Howells) for the original post. Lyrics
please anyone?
Thanx-
Aaron Bernay
[email protected]
From: Harlan L Thompson
LIKE A ROLLING STONE- Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime didn't you?
People 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
But now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud
About havin' to be scroungin' your next meal
How does it feel? How does it feel
To be without a home Like a complete unknown
Like a rollin' stone
You've gone to the finest schools alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
You never had to live out on the street
But now you're gonna have to get used to it
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulders 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
A complete unknown like a rolling stone
You never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
Never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
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 he says "Do you want to make a deal?"
How does it feel? How does it feel?
To have 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 all drinkin' thinkin' that they've got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
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 nothin' you got nothin' to lose
You're invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel? Aaah how does it feel?
To be on your own with no direction home
Like a complete unknown like a rolling stone
NOTE: Just a squished up version of previous postings. Believe it or
not with the powers of word processor margin manipulation I can get
this onto one page.
(from Highway 61 Revisited 1965)
(sent by Harlan at [email protected])
