Chords

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Once upon a time, you dressed so fine 
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Threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didn't you? 
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People call, say "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall" 
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You thought they were all kiddin' you  
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You used to laugh about         Everybody that was hangin' out 
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But now you don't talk so loud, Now you don't seem so proud 
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About havin' to be scroungin' your next meal  
 
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How does it feel?               How does it feel  
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To be without a home            Like a complete unknown     
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Like a rollin' stone  
 
You've gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lonely 
But you know you only used to get juiced in it  
You never had to live out on the street 
But now you're gonna have to get used to it  
You used to ride on the 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 from you everything he could steal 
 
How does it feel? How does it feel? 
To be on your own, with no direction home 
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone 
 
You never turned around to see the frowns 
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you  
Never understood that it ain't no good  
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you  
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 he says, "Do you want to make a deal?" 
 
How does it feel? How does it feel? 
To have 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've got it made  
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts 
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 nothin' you got nothin' to lose 
You're invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal  
 
How does it feel? Aaah, how does it feel? 
To be on your own, with no direction home 
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone