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segunda-feira, 17 de junho de 2013

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LIKE A ROLLING STONE (1965) BOB DYLAN


           Sérgio Luiz Gallina

Like a Rolling Stone é uma canção de 1965 do cantor e compositor norte-americano Bob Dylan. Sua letra tem origem em um verso que Dylan escreveu em junho de 1965, quando ele estava em turnê pela Inglaterra. 

Depois de diversas modificações na letra, a música foi gravada algumas semanas mais tarde, como parte das sessões para o seu futuro álbum Highway 61 Revisited. Durante a pré-produção, Dylan lutou para encontrar a essência da música, o que só foi obtido quando o novato músico de estúdio Al Kooper improvisou um riff de órgão, pelo qual a canção se tornou conhecida. 

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
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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
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How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
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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 ask him do you want to make a deal?
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How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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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
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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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How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
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