Music Video

Featured In

Listen to Heaven and Hull by Mick Ronson
ALBUMHeaven and HullMick Ronson

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Fairbairn
Bruce Fairbairn
Producer

Lyrics

How, how does it feel, how does it feel? Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call say: 'Beware doll, you're bound to fall' Thought they were 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? Just like a rolling stone? You've gone to the finest school's Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it No one ever taught you how to live on the street You're gonna have to get used to it You said you never compromise With the mystery tramp but now you realize You're not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes When you ask him if he still wants to make a deal. How does it feel? How does it fee? To be on your own like a complete unknown? Just like a rolling stone? Tell me, tell me, tell me, yeah! Oh rock, Ronno, rock! You never turned around to catch the frowns On the jugglers and clowns when they all did their tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good To let other people get your kicks for you. You used to ride upon the horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard to 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 like a complete unknown? To be without a home just like a rolling stone Just like a rolling stone Just like a rolling stone.
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out