Like a Rolling Stone - Live at Free Trade Hall, Manchester, UK - May 17, 1966

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 a-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?
 Ah, 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 say you 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?
 Ah, you never turned around to see the frowns
 On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did 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
 How does it feel
 To have on your own
 With no direction home
 Like a complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone?
 Ah, 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'd better take your diamond ring
 You'd 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 ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose
 You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
 How does it feel
 Ah, how does it feel
 To be on your own
 With no direction home
 Like a complete unknown
 Like a rolling stone?