Testo Like a Rolling Stone - Eddie Berman
Testo della canzone Like a Rolling Stone (Eddie Berman), tratta dall'album Polyhymnia
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 just 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 scrounging around
For your next meal
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've gone to all the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you 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 come 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's taken 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 all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts and things
But you'd better take your diamond ring, 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 ain't 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 in your own
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?
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Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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