Like a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan, guitar chords

Published: 2011-06-07 21:08
Selection chords: Henry Walker

F                     Gm7
Once upon a time, you dressed so fine,
Dm7                    A#              C         C
Threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didnʼt you?
F                 Gm7                  Dm7
People call, say, Beware, doll, youʼre bound to fall.
    A#                     C         C
You thought they were all kiddinʼ you.

A#           C
You used to laugh about
A#                  C
Everybody that was hanginʼ out,
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
But now you donʼt talk so loud,
A#       Dm7   Gm7     F
Now you donʼt seem so proud,
Gm7                                      C C
About havinʼ to be scrounginʼ your next meal.

C           F  A# C
How does it feel?
C           F  A# C
How does it feel.
C           F   A# C
To be on your own.
C             F    A#  C
With no direction home.
C             F  A# C
А complete unknown.
C             F  A# C
Like a rollinʼ stone.

F                     Gm7
Youʼve gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely,
Dm7                    A#              C     C
But you know you only used to get juiced in it.
F                 Gm7               Dm7
You never had to live out on the street,
    A#                     C         C
But now youʼre gonna have to get used to it.

A#           C
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
A#                  C
Who carried on his shoulders a Siamese cat.
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
Ainʼt it hard when you discover that
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
He really wasnʼt where itʼs at
Gm7                                      C C
After he took from you everything he could steal.

C           F  A# C
How does it feel?
C           F  A# C
How does it feel.
C           F   A# C
To be on your own.
C             F    A#  C
With no direction home.
C             F  A# C
А complete unknown.
C             F  A# C
Like a rollinʼ stone.

F                     Gm7
You never turned around to see the frowns
Dm7                    A#              C         C
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you.
F                 Gm7              Dm7
Never understood that it ainʼt no good.
    A#                     C         C
You shouldnʼt let other people get your kicks for you.

A#           C
You said youʼd never compromise
A#                  C
With the Mystery Tramp but now you realize
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
Heʼs not selling any alibis
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
Gm7                                  C C
And he says, Do you want to make a deal?

C           F  A# C
How does it feel?
C           F  A# C
How does it feel.
C           F   A# C
To be on your own.
C             F    A#  C
With no direction home.
C             F  A# C
А complete unknown.
C             F  A# C
Like a rollinʼ stone.

F                     Gm7
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Dm7                    A#              C         C
Theyʼre all drinkinʼ, thinkinʼ that theyʼve got it made.
F                 Gm7               Dm7
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts,
    A#                     C         C
Youʼd better lift your diamond ring, youʼd better pawn it babe.

A#           C
You used to be so amused
A#                  C
At Napolean in rags and the language that he used
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
Go to him now he calls you you canʼt refuse
A#           Dm7   Gm7     F
When you got nothinʼ you got nothinʼ to lose
Gm7                                      C C
Your invisible now youʼve got no secrets to conceal.

C           F  A# C
How does it feel?
C           F  A# C
How does it feel.
C           F   A# C
To be on your own.
C             F    A#  C
With no direction home.
C             F  A# C
А complete unknown.
C             F  A# C
Like a rollinʼ stone.