[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:11.30]Once upon a time you dressed so fine
[00:13.75]You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
[00:21.41]People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
[00:24.28]You thought they were all kiddin’ you
[00:32.26]You used to laugh about
[00:37.27]Everybody that was hangin’ out
[00:41.44]Now you don’t talk so loud
[00:46.29]Now you don’t seem so proud
[00:50.77]About having to be scrounging (for )your next meal
[00:59.51]How does it feel
[01:04.67]How does it feel
[01:09.27]To be without a home
[01:14.18]Like a complete unknown
[01:19.18]Like a rolling stone?
[01:33.28]You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
[01:36.97]But you know you only used to get juiced in it
[01:43.55]And nobody has ever taught you how to live out on the street
[01:46.80]And now you’re gonna have to get used to it
[01:55.71]You said you’d never compromise
[01:59.19]With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
[02:04.28]He’s not selling any alibis
[02:08.75]As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
[02:13.82]And say do you want to make a deal?
[02:22.42]How does it feel
[02:27.92]How does it feel
[02:32.58]To be on your own
[02:37.52]With no direction home
[02:42.35]Like a complete unknown
[02:47.20]Like a rolling stone?
[03:01.49]You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
[03:06.08]When they all did tricks for you
[03:11.92]You never understood that it ain’t no good
[03:14.36]You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
[03:22.45]You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
[03:27.41]Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
[03:32.30]Ain’t it hard when you discover that
[03:37.41]He really wasn’t where it’s at
[03:42.15]After he took from you everything he could steal
[03:50.86]How does it feel
[03:56.12]How does it feel
[04:01.08]To hang on your own
[04:05.54]With no direction home
[04:10.32]Like a complete unknown
[04:15.51]Like a rolling stone?
[04:29.94]Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
[04:33.42]They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
[04:40.36]Exchangin' all precious gifts
[04:42.93]But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it, babe
[04:50.78]You used to be so amused
[04:55.49]At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
[05:00.44]Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
[05:05.36]When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
[05:10.55]You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
[05:18.83]How does it feel
[05:24.09]How does it feel
[05:28.74]To be on your own
[05:33.40]With no direction home
[05:38.35]Like a complete unknown
[05:43.49]Like a rolling stone?

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
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?
You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has 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
Like 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
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 hang 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 drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchangin' 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 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?