Intro: C  Fmaj7/C  C  Fmaj7/C  C  Fmaj7/C  C  Fmaj7/C

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Once upon a time you dressed so fine  You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
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People'd call, say, "Beware doll,  you're bound to fall" You thought they were all a kiddin' you

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You used to laugh about. Everybody that was hangin' out

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Now you don't talk so loud.     Now you don't seem so proud
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About having to be scrounging your next meal

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How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

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Aww, You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody has 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?

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Aww, You never turned around to see the frowns, On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
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 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

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Aww, Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people, They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts, But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd 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

Chorus 

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