Once upon a time you dressed so fine you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?Call safety, wear a dog, you found a fall, you thought that they were all for kiddin' you.You used to laugh about everybody that was a-hangin' out.So now you don't talk so loud, now you don't sing so proudabout a-havin' to be scroungin' for your next meal.Oh, tell me, how does it feel?How does it feel to be on your own with no direction home?With no direction home, like a complete unknown, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.Gone to the finest school, go right this lonely, but you know you only used to geta-juiced in it. Nobody's ever taught you how to live on the street, now you're gonna have to geta-used to it. You said you'd never compromise with a mystery tramp, but now you realizehe's not sellin' any alibis as you stare into the vacuum of his eyesand you ask him, do you want to make a deal?Do you want to make a deal?Now tell me, how does it feel?Oh, how does it feel?How does it feel to be on your own?To be on your own with no direction home?With no direction home, like a complete unknown, 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 didtricks 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 a 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 you for everything that he could steal?Now, how does it feel?How does it feel?How does it feel?How does it feel to be on your own?To be on your own with no direction home?With no direction home, like a complete unknown, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.Like a rolling stone.Like a rolling stone.Like a rolling stone.Like a rolling stone.Like princess on a steeple and all the pretty people, thinkin' and drinkin' they've got it made, exchangin' all kinds of precious gifts and things.Like a rolling stone.But you'd better lift that ring, baby, you'd better pawn it, babe.Like a rolling stone.You used to be so amused at Napoleon and Rags and the language that he used.Like a rolling stone.Go on to him, he calls you, you can't refuse.Like a rolling stone.When you got nothin', you got nothin' to lose.You're invisible, baby.