Testo Like A Rolling Stone

Testo Like A Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime in your prime

Didn´t you?

People´d call, say, beware doll
You´re bound to fall, you thought they 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 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

And nobody´s ever taught you how to live on the Street

And now you´re gonna have to get used to it

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 ask him, do you want to make a deal?



How does it feel? How does it feel?

To be without a home? Like a complete unknown?

Like a rolling stone?



You never turned ´round

To see the frows on the jugglers and the clows

When they all come down and did tricks for you

You never understood that it ain´t no good

You shouldn´t let other people get your kicks for

You

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



How does it feel? How does it feel?

To be without a home? Like a complete unknown?

Like a rolling stone?



Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people

Are drinkin´, thinkin´ that they got it made

Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things

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 nothing, you got nothing to loose

You´re invisible now, you got no secrets to Conceal



How does it feel? How does it feel?

To be without a home? Like a complete unknown?

Like a rolling stone?
Testi di Judy Collins