Like A Rolling Stone - Cher

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?

Well, you’ve gone to the finest school alright, Miss Lonely

But you know you only used to get juiced in it

And nobody’s has ever taught you how to live out on the street

And baby you’re gonna have to get used to it

You said you’d never compromise

With the mystery tramp but now you, you realize

He’s not selling any alibis

As you stare in the vacuum of his eyes

And you ask him, «Do you wanna, do you wanna make me a deal?»

How does it feel?

How does it feel?

To be without a home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

Well, you never turned around to see the frowns

On the jugglers and the clowns

When they came 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 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?

I said, «How does it feel?»

To be without a home