Bob Dylan - Like a Rolling Stone (live @Newport Festival, 1965) RARE

25 July 1965. 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’s 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 A complete unknown Like a rolling stone ? You never turned around to see the frowns on the ju