Once upon a time you dressed so fine   You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?   People call, said, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"   You thought they were all kiddin' you      You used to laugh about   Everybody that was hangin' 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? How does it feel?   To be without a 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's ever taught you how to live out 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 know you realize   He's 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 of 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   (That they got it made)      Exchanging all precious gifts   But you'd better take your diamond ring   Oh you'd better, 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      How does it feel? How does it feel?   To be on your own with no direction of home   Like a complete unknown      How does it feel? How does it feel?   To be on your own with no direction of home   Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone