Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People call, said, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all 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 having to be scrounging for your next meal How does it feel? How does it feel? To be without a home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it You said, you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but know you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, "Do you want to make a deal?" How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own with no direction of home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made (That they got it made) Exchanging all precious gifts But you'd better take your diamond ring Oh you'd better, 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 How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own with no direction of home Like a complete unknown How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own with no direction of home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone