(Dm7)Once up on a time you dressed so fine, (F)threw the bums a dime in your prime,
did n’t you?
Peo ple called, said “Be ware, doll, you’re (F)bound to fall,” you thought they were all
a kid ding you.
You used to
laugh a bout
ev ’ry bo dy that was
hang ing out.
Now you don’t
(C)talk so loud,
now you don’t
(C)seem so proud
a bout hav ing to be scroung ing
your next (G)meal.
How does it feel?
How does it feel
to be with out a home,
like a com plete un (C)known,
like a roll ing stone?
Oh, you’ve (Dm7)Prin on er a round to ple the all the (F)the lers ty the clowns ly, but when drink ing, all ly used to get they
got it made.
No Ex (Dm7)bo dy’s ev er taught you how ain’t to live out things, on the (F)street, bet ter and now you’re gon dia na mond have ring, to get ter kicks for you.
pawn it, to it.
You You to used to the be horse You say with your nev er com so a
with a mys Na t’ry tramp, ried on but now rags you re al ize guage cat.
he used.
(Em6)Go he’s him, he calls a ny you you (C)can’t ver re fuse, bis,
when you (Em6)as you stare no in to the va cuum you got (C)no thing to lose, and (Dm)aft er had “Do now you from got no se crets thing to con (G)ceal.
How does it feel?
How does it feel
to be on your own,
with no di rec tion home,
a com plete un known,
like a roll ing stone?
Oh, you’ve (Dm7)Prin gone er to the fi nest school all the (F)right, lers Miss ty Lone ly, but you know you on ly used to get they
juiced in it.
No Ex (Dm7)bo dy’s ev er taught you how gifts to live out things, on the (F)street, n’t ter and now you’re gon oth na peo have get to get ter kicks for you.
used it, to it.
You used to ride on the chrome horse You say with you nev er com dip lo
with a mys Na t’ry tramp, ried le but now der you re al ize guage cat.
he used.
(Em6)Go he’s not sell ing a ny you dis (C)can’t ver a li bis,
when you (Em6)as you stare real in to the va cuum you got (C)of his eyes lose, you’re (Dm)say er vis “Do now you from got no ev ’ry thing make a (G)deal?”
How does it feel?
How does it feel
to be on your own,
with no di rec tion home,
a com plete un known,
like a roll ing stone?
Oh, you’ve
This page shows “Like A Rolling Stone” by Bob Dylan in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of C at 96 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.