Like a Rolling Stone (Live 1992)

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen John Mellencamp with special guest Al Kooper [Verse 1] Once upon a time, dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "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 'Bout having to be scrounging for your next meal (Here we go) [Chorus] How does it feel? How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home A com-complete unknown Like a rolling stone? [Verse 2] You've gone to the finest schools alright, little Miss Lonely But you only got juiced in it See, no one ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you know you've gotta get used to it You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize This cat's not sellin' no alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, "Do you want to make a deal?" (Here we go) [Chorus] How does it feel? How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home A com-complete unknown Like a rolling stone? [Verse 3] Well, you never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all came down and did their tricks for you You never understood that it, it ain't no good Oh, you shouldn't let other people get their 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? [Chorus] How does it feel? Oh, how does it feel To be on your own No direction home A com-complete unknown Like a rolling stone? (Here we go) [Verse 4] Princess on the steeple, all the pretty people They're thinkin', drinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts You better take that diamond ring, you better pawn it, babe You used to be so amused With Napoleon in rags and all the clever language that he used Go ahead now, he calls you, man, you can't refuse Now that you realize you got nothin' to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal [Chorus] Well, how does it feel? How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home And a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? [Outro] Al Kooper on the organ, ladies and gentlemen