Like a rolling stone     (midi)

 

       C                                 Dm

1. Once upon a time, you dressed so fine,

       Am                               F                     - G

    threw the bums a dime,  in  your prime,        didn't you?

 C                                 Dm                            Am

    People called, said "Beware, doll, you're bound to fall."

 F                                          G

    you thought they were all     kiddin' you.

 F                     G                       F                                 G

    You used to     laugh about,      everybody that was     hangin' out,

 F                      Am  Dm       C    - F               Am    Dm           C

    but now you don't talk so loud,     now you don't seem so proud,

                d                                                  G

    about havin' to be scroungin' your next meal.

 

                      C    - F - G                      C  - F - G

How does it feel?            How does it feel?

                         C  - F - G                             C      - F - G

To be on your own,         with no direction home,  

                                 C    - F - G                      C    - F - G

like a complete unknown,          like a rollin' stone.

 

                  C               Dm                     Am

2. You've gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely,

                    F                                    - G

    but you know you only used to get     juiced in it.

           C                                Dm                                Am   

    Nobody ever thought you had to live out on the street,

                              F                                   - G

    but now you're gonna have to get used       to it.

 F                                    - G

    You said you'd never       compromise,

 F                                                           - G

    with the Mystery Tramp but now you      realize.

 F               Am            DmC

    He's not selling any alibis,

 F                                   Am       Dm     C

    as you stare into the vacuum of his eyes,

                 Am                                                G

    and he says, "Do you want to  - make a deal?"  + CHORUS

 

  C                                 Dm                      Am

2.   You never turned around to see the frowns

                                            F                                   - G

    on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did       tricks for you.

      C                                   Dm

    Never understood that it ain't no good,

              Am                       F                     - G

    you shouldn't let other people get your      kicks for you.

 F                                                                             - G

    You used to ride on the chrome horse with your       diplomat,

 F                                                   - G

    who carried on his shoulders a        Siamese cat.

 F            Am                       Dm      C

    Ain't it hard when you discover that,

 F                 Am       Dm       C

    he really wasn't where it's at,

     Dm                                                                G   

    after he took from you everything he could steal.  + CHORUS

 

   C                            Dm                        Am

3.   Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people,

                      F                                        G

   they're all drinkin', thinkin' that they've     got it made.

 C                    Dm

    Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts,

Am                         F                                                         G

    but you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe.

 F                          - G

    You used to be        so amused,

 F                                  - G

    at Napoleon in rags         and the language that he used.

 F                               Am                 Dm                  - C

    Go to him now he calls you, you can't refuse,

 F                        Am                     Dm                    - C

    when you got nothin',  you got nothin' to lose,

Dm                                                                          G

    your invisible now you've got no secrets to conceal.

 

+ CHORUS    + F - C

 

    (Bob Dylan)