Bob Dylan and his cats

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.
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?
Like a rolling stone - Writer(s): James Moginie, Martin Rotsey, Robert Hirst, Peter Gifford, Bob Dylan, Peter Garrett 
Copyright: Special Rider Music, Sprint Music

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