Like A Rolling Stone ukulele chords and tabs

	Like A Rolling Stone
Like A Rolling Stone — by Bob Dylan	More Songs by Bob Dylan

Chords for this song:

F, Gm, Am, Bb, C

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Like A Rolling Stone

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

Bb                        C
You used to   laugh about
Bb                                         C
everybody that was   hangin  out

Bb             Am      Gm              F
Now you don't   talk so loud
Bb            Am       Gm                 F
Now you don't   seem so proud

Bb                                                              F                C
about having to be scrounging for your next meal.

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

F  Bb  C

F                           Gm                       Am
aww, You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
                Bb                                           C
but you know you only used to get   juiced in it
  F                                                  Gm                          Am
Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
                                   Bb                         C
and now you re gonna have to get   used to it

Bb                                 C
You said you'd never compromise
Bb                                                                     C
With the mystery tramp, but now you  realize

Bb              Am              Gm      F
He's not selling   any   alibis
Bb                                      Am      Gm           F
as you stare  into the vacuum of his eyes

Bb                                  F             C
and say do you want to make a deal

F  Bb  C
How does it feel
                              F  Bb  C
How does it feel
                                  F  Bb  C
To be on your own
                                          F  Bb  C
With no direction home
                                               F  Bb  C
Like a complete unknown
                                  F  Bb  C
Like a rolling stone

F  Bb