LIKE A ROLLING STONE
Bob Dylan, as performed by the Rolling Stones
Tempo: 102, INTRO:
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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,
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You're bound to | fall", you thought | - they were | all - | kidding you. | | |
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| You used | to | laugh about | |
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| Everybody | that was | hanging | out
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| Now you | don't | walk so proud | |
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| Now you | don't | talk so loud | |
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| About having to be scrounging | | your next | meal | | |
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| How does it | feel, | | | How does it | feel | | |
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To be | on your | own, | | with no | direction | home | | |
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A | complete un | known | | Like a | rolling | stone. | | | | | |
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| You've gone to the finest | schools, alright, Miss | Lonely
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But you know you only | used to get | | juiced in it. | | |
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| Nobody thought you'll | have to live out on the | street
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But now you're | gonna have to get | | used to it. | | |
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| You said you'd | never | compromise | |
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| With the Mystery | Tramp but now you | realize | |
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That | He's not | selling any | ali | bis,
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as you | stare into the | vacuum | of his | eyes
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And he | says, "Do you want to | | make a | deal?" | | |
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| How does it | feel, | | | How does it | feel | | |
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To be | on your | own, | | with no | direction | home | | |
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A | complete un | known | | Like a | rolling | stone. | | | | | |
Instrumental solo on one verse
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| How does it | feel, | | | How does it | feel | | |
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To be | on your | own, | | with no | direction | home | | |
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A | complete un | known | | Like a | rolling | stone. | | | | | |
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| Princess on the | steeple and all the pretty | people
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They're all drinkin', | thinkin' that they've | got it made
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| Exchanging all kinds | of precious gifts | |
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But you'd better lift | your diamond ring, you'd better | pawn it babe
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| You used to be | so amused
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| At Napoleon in rags and the language | that he used
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| Go to him now | he calls you you | can't ref | use
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| When you got | nothin' you got | nothin' to | lose
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You're | invisible now - you've got no | secrets to | conceal
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To be | on your | own, | | with no | direction | home | | |
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Last verse, is not on the RS CD "Stripped"
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You never turned around to see the frowns on the juggles -
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When they all come down and did tricks for you
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You never understood that it ain't no good
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You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
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You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
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Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
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Ain't it hard when you discover that
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He really wasn't where it's at
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After he took from you everything he could steel
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