Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones
Interprète
Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
Chant
Keith Richards
Keith Richards
Guitare
Ron Wood
Ron Wood
Guitare
Charlie Watts
Charlie Watts
Batterie
Darryl Jones
Darryl Jones
Basse
Lisa Fischer
Lisa Fischer
Chœurs
Bernard Fowler
Bernard Fowler
Chœurs
Chuck Leavell
Chuck Leavell
Claviers
Bobby Keys
Bobby Keys
Saxophone
Andy Snitzer
Andy Snitzer
Saxophone
Kent Smith
Kent Smith
Trompette
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Trombone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ed Cherney
Ed Cherney
Ingénierie de mixage
Mitch Dorf
Mitch Dorf
Ingénierie de mixage
Don Was
Don Was
Production
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Ingénierie de mixage
Jess Sutcliffe
Jess Sutcliffe
Ingénierie de mixage
Mick McKenna
Mick McKenna
Production
Sergio Ruleas
Sergio Ruleas
Ingénierie
Tim Young
Tim Young
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[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
They thought that you were just a
Kiddin' you
[Verse 2]
Well you used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
Your next meal
[Verse 3]
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction at all
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
[Verse 4]
Gone to the finest school 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
But baby now you gonna have to get used to it
You said 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 say, do you want to make a deal?
[Verse 5]
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction at all
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
[Verse 6]
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction at all
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
[Verse 7]
There are princes on the steeple and all the pretty people
Drinking, thinking that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
Well the better take that diamond ring
You'd better pawn it, babe
[Verse 8]
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags
Was it the language that he used?
Now go to him now 'cause 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 9]
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction at all
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Written by: Bob Dylan
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