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Bob Dylan - Like a Rolling Stone (Official Audio)
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Stimme und Gesang
Al Kooper
Al Kooper
Hammondorgel
Bobby Gregg
Bobby Gregg
Schlagzeug
Bruce Langhorne
Bruce Langhorne
Tamburin
Frank Owens
Frank Owens
Präpariertes Klavier
Joseph Macho Jr.
Joseph Macho Jr.
Bassgitarre
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
E-Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Pete Dauria
Pete Dauria
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Roy Halee
Roy Halee
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tom Wilson
Tom Wilson
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didn't you?
People call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kidding you?
[Verse 2]
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 your next meal
[Verse 3]
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
[Verse 4]
Ah, you've gone to the finest school, alright, 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're gonna have to get used to it
[Verse 5]
You say you 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 say, "Do you want to make a deal?"
[Verse 6]
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
[Verse 7]
Oh, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did
Tricks for you
Never understood and it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
[Verse 8]
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that?
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
[Verse 9]
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To have on your own?
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
[Verse 10]
Ah, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they
Got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring
You'd better pawn it, babe
[Verse 11]
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 ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
[Verse 12]
How does it feel?
Oh, how does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Written by: Bob Dylan
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