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 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   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 on your own   With no direction home   Like a complete unknown   Like a rolling stone?      You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns   When they all came down and did tricks for you   You never understood that it ain't no good   You shouldn't 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   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   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 precoius 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 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 on your own   With no direction home   Like a complete unknown   Like a rolling stone?