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 a-kidding you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging 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 Aw, 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'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 Aw, 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 a 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 Aw, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're all drinking, thinking that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts You'd 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 ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal How does it feel? Aw, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone
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 a-kidding you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging 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 Aw, 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'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 Aw, 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 a 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 Aw, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're all drinking, thinking that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts You'd 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 ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal How does it feel? Aw, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone
A gravação de “Like a Rolling Stone” ganhou um riff de órgão Hammond improvisado por Al Kooper, que na época era um músico de sessão iniciante.
A Columbia Records hesitou em lançar o single porque a versão original tinha seis minutos e um som elétrico, algo incomum para o mercado da época.
Apesar da resistência inicial das rádios, a música alcançou o nº 2 na Billboard dos EUA e o nº 1 na parada Cashbox, tornando‑se um sucesso mundial.
O verso central da canção foi condensado a partir de um rascunho escrito por Dylan em junho de 1965, quando ele retornou exausto de uma turnê extenuante na Inglaterra.
Em 2014, o manuscrito original com a letra escrita à mão por Dylan foi leiloado por US$ 2 milhões, estabelecendo recorde para um documento de música popular.
A canção foi eleita a número 1 nas listas “500 Greatest Songs of All Time” da revista Rolling Stone em 2004 e novamente em 2010.
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