Like a Rolling Stone (Take 11, Alternate Take)

Once upon a time you dressed so fine You 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 You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging 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 on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone Ah, you've gone to the finest schools All right, 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, now you're gonna have to get used to it You say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize That he's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And you say to him "Do you wanna make a deal?" Well, 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 Boy, you never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all come down to do 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 a chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat And now you've discovered that Lord, he really wasn't where it's at After he's taken everything from you He could steal And 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 Ah, princess on a steeple and all the pretty people Drinking, thinking that they Got it made Exchanging all their precious gifts and things You better take your diamond ring You better pawn it, babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in his 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 more secrets to conceal Now, how does it feel? How does it feel? And you're on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone I was afraid I'd screw it up