text: Once upon a time you dressed so fine
  Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?
  People call, say, Beware doll, youre bound to fall
  You thought they were all kiddin you
  You used to laugh about
  Everybody that was hangin out
  Now you dont talk so loud
  Now you dont seem so proud
  About having to be scrounging your next meal
  How does it feel
  How does it feel
  To be without a home
  Like a complete unknown
  Like a rolling stone?
  Ah, youve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
  But you know you only used to get juiced in it
  Nobodys ever taught you how to live out on the street
  And now youre gonna have to get used to it
  You say you never compromise
  With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
  Hes not selling any alibis
  As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
  And say, 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?
  Ah, 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 aint no good
  You shouldnt 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
  Aint it hard when you discover that
  He really wasnt where its 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?
  Ah, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
  Theyre all drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
  Exchanging all precious gifts
  But youd better take your diamond ring
  Youd 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 cant refuse
  When you aint got nothin, you got nothin to lose
  Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
  How does it feel
  Ah, how does it feel
  To be on your own
  With no direction home
  Like a complete unknown
  Like a rolling stone?