title: Like a Rolling Stonekey: Rockharp type: Chromaticgenre: Cskill: Any5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5Once upon a time you dressed so fine5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 6 6 6 -5You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”5 5 5 5 5 6 6 6 -5You thought they were all kiddin’ you-6 6 6 6 -5 -5You used to laugh about6 <-5 6 <-6 6 6 6 -5 -5Every-body- that was hangin' out5 5 5 5 3 3Now you don't talk so loud5 5 5 5 3 3Now you don't seem so proud5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 -5About having to be scrounging for your next meal.-6 6 -5 5How does it feel5 5 5 5How does it feel5 5 5 5 5 6To be without a home5 5 5 5 5 6Like a complete unknown5 5 -6 6 5Like a rolling stone?You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss LonelyBut you know you only used to get juiced in itAnd nobody has ever taught you how to live on the streetAnd now you find out you're gonna have to get used to itYou said you'd never compromiseWith the mystery tramp, but now you realizeHe's not selling any alibisAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyesAnd ask him do you want to make a deal?How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and theclownsWhen they all come down and did tricks for youYou never understood that it ain't no goodYou shouldn't let other people get your kicks for youYou used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomatWho carried on his shoulder a Siamese catAin't it hard when you discover thatHe really wasn't where it's atAfter he took from you everything he could steal.How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?Princess on the steeple and all the pretty peopleThey're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it madeExchanging all kinds of precious gifts and thingsBut you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babeYou used to be so amusedAt Napoleon in rags and the language that he usedGo to him now, he calls you, you can't refuseWhen you got nothing, you got nothing to loseYou're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?