「Like a Rolling Stone」の歌詞 Bob Dylan
1965/1/1 リリース
- 作詞
- DYLAN BOB
- 作曲
- DYLAN BOB
- 文字サイズ
- よみがな
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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 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
And nobody has ever taught you
how to live 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 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 on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the clowns
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 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
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
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 lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets
to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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 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
And nobody has ever taught you
how to live 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 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 on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the clowns
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 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
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
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 lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets
to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
