LIKE A ROLLING STONE by Bob Dylan            
 
C                     Dm
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Em                        F              G          G
You threw the bums a dime in your prime. Didn't you?
C                 Dm                  Em
People call, say "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall."
    F                     G           G
You thought they were all kiddin' you.
 
F            G           F                  G
You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out
F       Em    Dm      C        F       Em    Dm      C
Now you don't talk so loud     Now you don't seem so proud
Dm7                 F                       G
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
 
               C     F  G                     C     F  G               
How does it feel?               How does it feel.
To be without a home            A complete unknown.             
Like a rollin' stone.
 
C                     Dm              Em
You've gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely,
    F                     G           G
But you know you only used to get juiced in it.
Nobodys ever tought how to live out on the street,
But now you're gonna have to get used to it.
 
F            G           
You said you'd never compromise 
With the Mystery Tramp but now you realize
F       Em    Dm      C        
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
Dm7                 F                       G
And he says, "Do you want to make a deal?"
 
C                     Dm              Em
You never turned around to see the frowns
    F                     G           G
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.
 
F            G           
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulders a Siamese cat.
F       Em    Dm      C
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
Dm7                 F                       G
After he took from you everything he could steal.
 
 
 
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,
You'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe.
You used to be so amused
At Napolean 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
Your invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal.