Like A Rolling Stone

Rolling Stones

 GAm7
 Once upon a time, you dressed so fine,
 Em7CDD
 Threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didn't you?  
 GAm7Em7
 People call, say "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall."
 CDD
You thought they were all kiddin' you. 
 CDCD
 You used to laugh about         Everybody that was hangin' out,
 CEm7Am7GCEm7Am7G
 But now you don't talk so loud, Now you don't seem so proud,
 AmDD
 About havin' to be scroungin' your next meal.  
 DGCDDGCD
 How does it feel?               How does it feel.     
 DGCDDGCD
 To be on your own.              With no direction home.
 DGCDDGCD
 A complete unknown.             Like a rollin' stone.  

You've gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely,
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.

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?"

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.

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From: moses20@aol.com (Moses20)

I remember requesting Like a Rolling Stone a few weeks back; since then a
few other people have done the same. I got this response after I posted on
rec.music.dylan. It sounds right to me. The only thing I need are the
complete lyrics; there not at Nevada. If someone could please post or send
them to me I'd appreciate it. Here it is..

 CDm
 Once upon a time you dressed so fine

 EmF
 You threw the bums a dime in your prime

 G
 Didn't you?

(repeat above sequence)

 FGFG
 You used to laugh about everybody that was hanging out

 FEmDmC
 Now you don't talk so loud

 FEmDmC
 Now you don't seem so proud

 Dm7FG
 About having to be scrounging for your next meal

 CFG
How does it feel        

and so on...

Thanx to howells@netcom.com (John Howells) for the original post. Lyrics
please, anyone?
Thanx-
Aaron Bernay
moses20@aol.com

From: Harlan L Thompson

LIKE A ROLLING STONE- Bob Dylan

 GAm7
 Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
 G/BCDD7
Threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didn't you?  
 GAm7G/B
 People call, say "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall"
 CDD7
You thought they were all kiddin' you  
 CDCD
 You used to laugh about         Everybody that was hangin' out
 CG/BAm7GCG/BAm7G
 But now you don't talk so loud, Now you don't seem so proud
 AmCDD7
 About havin' to be scroungin' your next meal    

 DGCDDGCD
 How does it feel?               How does it feel      
 DGCDDGCD
 To be without a home            Like a complete unknown      
 DGCD7
 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

NOTE: Just a squished up version of previous postings. Believe it or
not, with the powers of word processor margin manipulation I can get
this onto one page.
(from Highway 61 Revisited, 1965)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)


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Hunt Howell (report comment to admin):
sounds better in c to me