Слушать: Bob Dylan — Like a Rolling Stone

Like a Rolling Stone

Bob Dylan

Rock

2 039 220 Shazams

Видео

Bob Dylan - Like a Rolling Stone (Official Audio)
Смотреть видео на песню «{artistName} — {trackName}»

В составе

Слушать: Bob Dylan — Highway 61 Revisited
ALBUMHighway 61 RevisitedBob Dylan
Слушать плейлист «Рок 60-х: главное» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTРок 60-х: главноеApple Music Классика рока
Слушать плейлист «Боб Дилан: главное» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTБоб Дилан: главноеApple Music Рок
Слушать плейлист «Летнее путешествие» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTЛетнее путешествиеApple Music Отпуск
Слушать плейлист «Великие гитаристы: главное» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTВеликие гитаристы: главноеApple Music Рок
Слушать плейлист «Пение: классика рока» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTПение: классика рокаApple Music Рок
Слушать плейлист «Фолк-рок: главное» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTФолк-рок: главноеApple Music Классика рока
Слушать плейлист «Гольф» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTГольфApple Music
Слушать плейлист «Рок-хиты 1965-го» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTРок-хиты 1965-гоApple Music Классика рока
Слушать плейлист «Рок: дальше» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTРок: дальшеApple Music Рок
Слушать плейлист «Пение: 60-е» (Bob Dylan и другие исполнители)
PLAYLISTПение: 60-еApple Music

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Вокал
Mike Bloomfield
Mike Bloomfield
Электрогитара
Al Kooper
Al Kooper
Орган Хаммонда
Frank Owens
Frank Owens
Подготовленное фортепиано
Joseph Macho Jr.
Joseph Macho Jr.
Бас-гитара
Bobby Gregg
Bobby Gregg
Барабаны
Bruce Langhorne
Bruce Langhorne
Тамбурин
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tom Wilson
Tom Wilson
Продюсер

Слова

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" 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 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 Nobody's ever taught you how to live out 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 say, "Do you want to make a deal?" How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown Like a rolling stone You never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for 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 all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you better take your diamond ring, you 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
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out