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Well any time at all Why do I hate you? I can use some anything at all Anytime you want it to Well any time baby time is not time at all You want me to be your man Any time at all like you, yes you could you know I can night time all I want is you honey you more can I say? Now you can walk on the back of my shoes Now anytime of day Well Ill be your man Yes you can believe I want you too Anytime at all that you understand know what to do You know that youre mine Yes I do I the time You can too Now you might go by nobodys rhyme But thats all right for you Well anytime that you know that go the Honey but you know whats best Anytime later I just want my time But honey you know the rest You know what I want to say I dont know Anytime that you want me some Now you come on me and you know what I say...

Tough mama Meat shaking on your bones Im gonna go down to the river and get you a stone I was on the highway with that steel drivin crew Sisters in the big house, her working days are through Tough mama Can I blow a little smoke on you? Its my duty to take you down to the field where the flowers bloom Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise You can see it all the way flying through the skies Tough mama Long nights journey in your eyes Sweet goddess Born of a blinding light and a changing wind Dont be modest, you know who you are and where youve been The cowboy, went up north, hеs buried in your past The lone wolf wеnt out drinking, that was over pretty fast Tough mama Your perfect strangers coming in at last Silver angel With the badge of the lonesome road written on your sleeve Id be grateful if this golden ring you would receive Today on the countryside it was a hotter than a crotch I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch Tough mama It must be time to carve another notch Just fallin The world of illusions at my door I aint haulin any of my lambs to the marketplace anymore The prison walls are crumbling down, there is no end in sight Ive gained some recognition but I lost my appetite Tough mama Meet me at the border late tonight

One for the road One for my baby One for the road I cry alone at night only night And shes calling me back at night And shes already home One for my baby One for the road One for my baby One for the road I cry alone at night There is no friend in sight I love getting back at night But I wish I dont One for my baby One for the road One for my baby One for the road This bottle is dried up too And Ill be all cried up soon I cant see no on the moon Its a long way to go One for my baby One for the road One for my baby One for the road I cry alone at night Hes not alonе at night Ill be there my wholе night But I wish it was whole One for my baby One for the road One for my baby One for the road

Well, that big dumb blonde with her wheel all gorged And Turtle, that friend of hers, with his checks all forged And his cheeks in a chunk, with his cheese in the cash Theyre all gonna be there at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Everybody from right now to over there and back The louder they come, the bigger they crack Come now, sweet cream, dont forget to flash Were all gonna meet at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, I talked to my counselor out to the barn Silly Nelly was there, she told him a yarn Then along came Jonеs, emptied the trash Evеrybody went down to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, Im hitting it too hard, my stones wont take I get up in the morning but its too early to wake First its hello, goodbye then push and then crash But were all gonna make it at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch, I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face with my fist I took my potatoes down to be mashed Then I made it on down to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It’s that million dollar bash

(Thief on the cross Chances are slim) Theres a thief on the cross His chances are slim Theres thief on the cross I want to talk to him Well everybodys been diverted Everybody lookin the other way Everybodys attention is divided Well they may not afford to wait, well Theres a thief on the cross His chances are slim Theres thief on the cross I want to talk to him Wanna ask him bout his mother Wanna ask him bout his world Wanna ask him bout to talk to himself If this time it didnt roll too well, wеll Theres a thief on thе cross His chances are slim Theres thief on the cross I want to talk to him Well, everybody know too excited Dont be too surprised Head for the dawn and you can see it well And its rising in his eyes, well Theres a thief on the cross His chances are slim Theres thief on the cross I want to talk to him Theres a thief on the cross Theres a thief on the cross Now theres winning, ruling and readin Everybody goes Every scene be too excited Whether Iran or Mexico, well Theres a thief on the cross His chances are slim Theres thief on the cross I want to talk to him Theres a thief on the cross Thief on the cross Theres a thief on the cross Theres a thief on the cross Theres a thief on the cross

Sibbe Daach Sibbe Daach noch, bess se heimkütt Ich stonn ahm Bahnhof, wenn se ahnkütt Och wennt mir kei Minsch gläuv: Sibbe Daach noch. Ey, Mann, dä Countdown läuf Se jing fott Se jing fott, als ich noch e Kind woor Doch lang ald nimieh blind woor Zwei Aure deef wie et Meer Un övverhaup: Ahm Sonndaach kütt se her Hundertaachunsechzig Stunde Wievill ess dat en Sekunde Wievill Kippe, bess sem Bahnhof steht? Ich hann versöök mich affzelenke Ahn en andere zo denke Nix ze maache Jed Uhr jeht verkehrt Sibbe Daach Sibbe Daach noch duutzeschlaare Sinn noch zo erdraare Ahm vierte kütt se he ahn Ich drieh noch aff, weil ich et nit erwaade kann Hundertaachunsechzig Stunde Wievill ess dat en Sekunde Wievill Kippe, bess sem Bahnhof steht? Ich hann versöök mich affzelenke Ahn en andere zo denke Nix ze maache Jed Uhr jeht verkehrt Tjing janz joot Tjing janz joot, sich affzefinge Se wöhr nit heimzebringe Doch sick ich weiß, dat se kütt Lauf ich he römm, als wöör ich durchjedrieht Sibbe Daach Sibbe Daach

Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Non ho sonno e non ho posti dove andare Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Che la notte sta già quasi Per finire Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Non ho sonno e non ho posti dove andare Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Che la notte sta già quasi Per finire Cammineremo fino a quando Tu lo vorrai Tu davanti e io dietro a te Verso un mondo che non cè Che tu inventerai per me Ho bisogno, sai Qualcosa da sognare Son pronto, sono pronto Dai, andremo dove vuoi E non torneremo mai E non torneremo mai In questa vita vuota Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Non ho sonno e non ho posti Dove andare Ehi mister tamburino Suona per me Che la notte sta già quasi per finire

Well I been like morning low And I dont wanna treat me not to go When all the morning birds that fly away so so high each and every one, my baby and I I want to leave you now get married by I want to leave you now but my heart says neither do I Well I don’t want a mountain rainbow, it my girl and Mary Lou my love comes down Now it’s a tune a week more happy tunes that they sang And she dances me for the merry gift I can bring Well that wide old mountain stand so high, wide and blue O Mary Lou, cant you see I love you too? I want to leave you now but my hearts too slow I want to leave you, Mary Lou, but my heart says dont go Now so Im sitting down in this old café ah well going to leave you now and my dear old happy home

När regnet slår emot dig där du går Och du är fredlöst villebråd Då vill jag va med dej i tusen år För att jag älskar dej När nattens stjärnor börjar visa sej Och ingen finns där som kan trösta dej Då ska du alltid ha ett hem hos mej För att jag älskar dej Jag vet du inte har bestämt dej än Men du kan tro på mina ord Och jag förstod redan för länge sen Det är vi två som hör ihop Jag kan offra allting som jag har för dej Krypa naken genom staden för dej Ingenting kan nånsin hindra mej För att jag älskar dej Nu rasar stormen över öppet hav Och genom sorgens mörka skog Framtidens vindar blåser himelеn klar Allting ska bli mycket bättre än du tror Jag vill se dig lycklig Jag vill sе dig glad Ge dig allting som du velat ha Allt som du drömt om ska bli av en dag För att jag älskar dej

Today, and tomorrow, and yesterday, too The flowers are dyin like all things do Follow me close, Im going to Bally-na-Lee Ill lose my mind if you dont come with me I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds I contain multitudes Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe Got skeletons in the walls of people you know Ill drink to the truth and the things we said Ill drink to the man that shares your bed I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes I contain multitudes A red Cadillac and a black mustache Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash So, tell me, whats next? What shall we do? Half my soul, baby, belongs to you I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes I contain multitudes Im just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones And them British bad boys, the Rolling Stones I go right to the edge, I go right to the end I go right where all things lost are made good again I sing the songs of experience like William Blake I have no apologies to make Everythings flowing all at the same time I live on a boulevard of crime I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods I contain multitudes Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans All the pretty maids, and all the old queens All the old queens from all my past lives I carry four pistols and two large knives Im a man of contradictions, Im a man of many moods I contain multitudes You greedy old wolf, Ill show you my heart But not all of it, only the hateful parts Ill sell you down the river, Ill put a price on your head What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed Get lost, madame, get up off my knee Keep your mouth away from me Ill keep the path open, the path in my mind Ill see to it that theres no love left behind Ill play Beethovens sonatas, Chopins preludes I contain multitudes

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin through And its all over now, Baby Blue The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense Take what you have gathered from coincidence The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets This sky, too, is folding under you And its all over now, Baby Blue All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home All your reindeer armies, are all going home The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor The carpet, too, is moving under you And its all over now, Baby Blue Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you Forget the dead youve left, they will not follow you The vagabond whos rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore Strike another match, go start anew And its all over now, Baby Blue

Ich will mich nit met dir messe Dich besieje oder stresse Dich enn Schublade afflääje; Dich verleuschne oder quäle Ich will dich nit provoziere; Dich erschrecke un blockiere Dich demütje, dich ussplündre Dich ahnkette un vorführe Alles, wat ich zo jähn wöhr Ess dä beste Fründ vun dir Ich will dich nit isoliere Dich erledje, dich schockiere Ich will dich nit analysiere Oder kategorisiere Will dich nit ennt Bockshorn jaare Dich beleidje oder schlaare Will dich nit enn de Pooz hänge Dich enn irndner Art bedränge Alles, wat ich zo jähn wöhr Ess dä beste Fründ vun dir Will ding Sippschaft nit ömjarne Mich verstelle oder tarne Will dich nit manipuliere Oder ständig inspiziere Will dich nit op dä Arm nemme Dich verletze oder hängelohße Ich erwaade nit, dat dun Kopie vun mir bess Alles, wat ich zo jähn wöhr Ess dä beste Fründ vun dir

They ask me how I feel And if my love is real And how I know Ill make it through They look at me and frown Theyd like to drive me from this town Cause they dont want me around Cause I believe in You They show me to the door They say dont come back no more Cause I dont be like they like me to And I, I walk out on my own A thousand miles from home And I dont feel alone Cause I believe in You I believe in You Even through the tears and the laughter I believe in You Even though wed be apart I believe in You Even on the morning after When the dawn is nearing When the nights disappearing This feelings still here in my heart Dont let me drift too far Keep me where You are Where I will always be renewed And that which Youve given me today Is worth more than I can pay And no matter what they say I believe in You I believe in You When wintertime turns to summer I believe in You When white turns to black I believe in You Even though Id be outnumbered Though the earth may shake me Though my friends forsake me Even that cant make me go back Dont let me change my heart Keep me set apart From all the plans they do pursue And I, I dont mind the pain I dont mind the driving rain Cause I know I will sustain Cause I believe in You

Heres a song written by Dylan A thing called Like a Rolling Stone Once upon a time, you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime Oh, didnt you? People call, say Beware doll Youre bound to fall You thought they all A-kiddin you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin out Now you dont talk so loud Now you dont seem so proud About having to be scrounging your next meal How does it feel? How does it feel? To be without a home? Like a complete unknown? Like a rolling stone? Aw, youve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But ya know ya only used to get juicеd in it Nobodys ever taught ya how to live out on thе street And now you’re gonna have to get used to it You say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize Hes not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, “Do you want to make a deal? How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Aw, you never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you Never understood that it aint no good You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Aint it hard when you discover that He really wasnt where its at After he took from you everything he could steal? How does it feel? How does it feel? To hang on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Aw, princess on the steeple and all the pretty people Theyre all drinkin, thinkin that they got it made Exchangin all precious gifts But youd better take your diamond ring, ya 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 ya, ya cant refuse When ya aint got nothin, you got nothin to lose Youre invisible now, ya got no secrets to conceal How does it feel? Aw, how does it feel? To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?

Un dä Minsch meint Ihm jehührt die Ääd Hä künnt met ihr maache Watte will Wenn nit baal jet passiert Weet et still Hätt erfunge wie mer keiner verschont Hä ess dä Größte Weil hä woor ald om Mohnd Ich kenn en Frau bei mir em Block Die resigniert met de Schuldere zuck Die säht: Schaad Wir hann nix andres em Kopp! Hä weed ertrocke Präpariert Op ne Wääsch gebraat Dä nirndwohin führt Wer nix en Frooch stellt Dä weed dekoriert Kritt en Beerdijung met allen Schikane Met Trommelwirbel un nem Sarg unger Fahne Ich kenn en Frau bei mir em Block Die resigniert met de Schuldere zuck Die säht: Schaad Wir hann nix andres em Kopp! Du bess ne Krachmaacher Afflaacher Häzzensbrecher Affstecher Dä nix unversöök löht Vielleich spills du och nur en Roll Un nimms dich selver nit für voll Wenn du jet raffs Ess et miehstens zo spät Du muß zerstöre Weil du Angs häss Du wööds selver zerstört Du verödest Weeß verblödet Weeß dressiert Du gläuvs nur ahn ding zwei eijene Augen Un vun dänne weeßte ständig beloore Ich kenn en Frau bei mir em Block Die resigniert met de Schuldere zuck Die säht: Schaad Wir hann nix andres em Kopp!

Twas in the town of Griffin In the year of sixty-five A well known famous drover Twas in the town of Griffin In the year of sixty-five A well known famous drover Stepped up to me and talked Sayin How do you do, young cowboy And howd you like to go Spend the summer pleasantly In the hills of Mexico Well, me being out of work right then To this drover I did say Well, this going out on the buffalo range Depends on your pay But if you pay good wages Transportation to and fro I think I might go with you To the hills of Mexico Well, we crossed the river, boys Our troubles thеy begun Lightning, flashlight, hell-fire Had madе the cattle run I tread towards the hiding place hot as snow Comanches waiting to pick us off On the hills of Mexico

On my pillow last night I thought I saw you dreaming Just a sudden glance of happiness gone by Suddenly came to me, you see Just a while ago when you left me Say your heart was broken, little girl But thats just the breaks of life When youre breaking me Well its a time of day Youre nice, but youre not that nice If youd only come and go a while with me But when youre old and grey, sweetheart, youre my But thats the breaks of life, you see Thats the breaks And, when I hard And you know it aint right Honеy you know its true for a while What I say is only to my own appetitе Well, in the morning when you come back and saw me Please and then be mine You hang your head by the And then cry, cry please be mine, cry and in my pillow In my great, great whole delight Please, more I My darling, hold me, by my grave But thats the breaks, you see On the other side of life Well, when your flowers are falling my way And your grace is all ado When your head that way, no Its a hard way, might as well too But when your pictures often cloudy Like a on your waist Oh in my teardrops dropping from me at midnight, broke my heart, and Now it’s too late to cover that up, you see But when your future is hanging low But its always right down my wife But thats the breaks On the other side of life

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come following you Though I know that evenings empire has returned into sand Vanished from my hand Left me blindly here to stand, but still not sleeping My weariness amazes me, Im branded on my feet I have no one to meet And the ancient empty streets too dead for dreaming Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come following you Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped My hands cant feel to grip My toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering Im ready to go anywhere, Im ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come following you Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun Its not aimed at anyone Its just escaping on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facing And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time Its just a ragged clown behind I wouldnt pay it any mind Its just a shadow youre seeing that hes chasing Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come following you And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy beach Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky With one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate Driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me Im not sleepy and there is no place Im going to Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning Ill come following you

I pity the poor immigrant Who wishes he wouldve stayed home Who uses all his power to do evil But in the end is always left so alone That man whom with his fingers cheats And who lies with ev’ry breath Who passionately hates his life And likewise, fears his death I pity the poor immigrant Whose strength is spent in vain Whose heaven is like Ironsides Whose tears are like rain Who eats but is not satisfied Who hears but does not see Who falls in lovе with wealth itself And turns his back on me I pity the poor immigrant Who tramples through the mud Who fills his mouth with laughing And who builds his town with blood Whose visions in the final end Must shatter like the glass I pity the poor immigrant When his gladness comes to pass

In the night I hear you speak Turn around, youre in my sleep, yea Feel your hands inside my soul Youre holding on and you wont let go, yeah Ive tried runnin but theres no escape Cant bend them and I just cant break these Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars wrapped around this heart of mine Tryin hard to recognize See the face behind the eyes Feel your haunting ways like chains Around my heart they still remain Im still runnin but theres nowhere to hide My love for you is standin locked up inside me Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars wrapped around this heart of mine And with every step I take Every desperate move I make Its clear to me What can all my livin mean When time itself is so obscene When time itself dont mean a thing Im still lovin you Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars Steel bars wrapped all around me Ive been your prisoner since the day you found me Im bound forever, till the end of time Steel bars wrapped all around me

Ehi tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Non ho sonno e non ho un posto in cui tornare Sì, tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Fai nellalba un suono amico e docilmente verrò Lo so che con lincanto Della notte che scompare Anche i sogni vanno a mare E rimango a mani cieche e vuote e insonni ormai Ma questa volta è peggio, sai Non so ricominciare Non ho un nome da invocare E la strada antica è morta più che mai Ehi tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Non ho sonno e non ho un posto in cui tornare Sì, tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Fai nellalba un suono amico e docilmente verrò Aprimi una strada col tuo magico tintin Sai, mi sembra di sognare Quando non ti puoi aggrapparе Tenti ma non puoi scappare Non ti chiedo niеnte meglio che fuggire via Son pronto per qualunque cosa Pronto per svanire Per lasciarmi scomparire Dammi un canto da seguire E sarò tuo, lo giuro Ehi tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Non ho sonno e non ho un posto in cui tornare Sì, tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Fai nellalba un suono amico e docilmente verrò Sì, cè un vago riso A mo di sviso In contrappunto al sole Ma non ti farà alcun male La sua smania è di vagare Ma oltre al cielo non capisce altre frontiere E se udrai un trottolar di rime Seguirti nel mattino A tempo col tuo tamburino Non voltarti, è un clown soltanto Che sorride e non sa intanto Che può udirti ma non ti potrà vedere mai Ehi tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Non ho sonno e non ho un posto in cui tornare Sì, tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Fai nellalba un suono amico e docilmente verrò Cancellami dal cuore Ogni pensiero annuvolato Nebbie e scorie del passato Via dagli alberi stregati Dai germogli intirizziti Fuori al vento e via lontano Dal dominio insano di magoni infami Sì, danzare sotto un cielo Di diamanti e ondeggerà La mia mano incontro al mare Sui prosceni dogni riva Le memorie ed i destini Persi in vortici lontani Porta loggi via con te fino a domani Ehi tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Non ho sonno e non ho un posto in cui tornare Sì, tu col tamburino Senti, vuoi suonare? Fai nellalba un suono amico e docilmente verrò

Now, I stand in awe and I shake my face You break your promise all over the place You promised to love me, but what do I see? Just you coming tryin to spill juice over me Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again Now, you take your file, and you bend my head You never can remember anything Ive said You promised to love me, but what do I know? Youre always spilling juice on me like you got some place to go Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again Well, I know had enough, my box is clean You know what Im saying, you know what I mean From now on youd best call on somebody else While youre doing it, keep your juice to yourself Odds and ends, odds and ends Lost time is not found again

broken out and fighting But shes all right out of need And shes already mourning my hand Shes open as some pages But I dont have the need But shes already cheating my stand Every time you morning plea I this heart to please But shes already held me in my hand Now early in the morning Shes a to hold Im a rolling stone of desire shes hungry but shes kneeling And shes all messed up like But she dont leave me no combination And I dont need no congregation And she hear them preaching on the fire Well Hear no bell mamas kitchen on his But shes all messed up Well I hate to be no streetin But my woman shes a-leavin And I feel shes no liar

May God bless and keep you always May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung May you stay Forever young Forever young Forever young May you stay Forever young May you grow up to be righteous May you grow up to be true May you always know the truth And see the light surrounding you May you always be courageous Stand upright and strong May you stay Forever young Forever young Forever young May you stay Forever young May your hands always be busy May your feet always be swift May you have a strong foundation When the winds of changes shift May your heart always bе joyful May your song always be sung May you stay Forever young Forеver young Forever young May you stay Forever young

for me I know just like but I just dont waste But I roam, as I find a She laughed in my face and she ran away And I took my , I lay down She said

Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have In your mind Ill show them to you And youll see them shine Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay Stay with your man awhile Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty, but his- His hands are clean And youre the best thing that hes Ever seen Stay, lady, stay Stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin? You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love? When hes standing, in front of you Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay Stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay, lady, stay Stay while the night is still ahead

As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine’s I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains I offered her my hand She took me by the arm I knew that very instant She meant to do me harm “Depart from me this moment” I told her with my voice Said she, “But I don’t wish to” Said I, “But you have no choice” “I beg you, sir,” she pleaded From the corners of her mouth “I will secretly accept you And together we’ll fly south” Just then Tom Paine, himself Came running from across the field Shouting at this lovely girl And commanding her to yield And as she was letting go her grip Up Tom Paine did run “I’m sorry, sir,” he said to me “I’m sorry for what she’s done”

It aint no use to sit and wonder why, babe It dont matter, anyhow An it aint no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you dont know by now When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and Ill be gone Youre the reason Im travlin on Dont think twice, its all right It aint no use in turnin on your light, babe That light I never knowed An it aint no use in turnin on your light, babe Im on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was somethin you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talkin anyway So dont think twice, its all right It aint no use in callin out my name, gal Like you never did before It aint no use in callin out my name, gal I cant hear you any more Im a-thinkin and a-wondrin all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child Im told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul But dont think twice, its all right Im walkin down that long, lonesome road, babe Where Im bound, I cant tell But goodbyes too good a word, gal So Ill just say fare thee well I aint sayin you treated me unkind You could have done better but I dont mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But dont think twice, its all right

I aint lookin to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy, or crucify you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you No, and I aint lookin to fight with you Frighten you or uptighten you Drag you down or drain you down Chain you down or bring you down All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I aint lookin to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up Analyze you, categorize you Finalize you or advertise you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I dont want to straight-face you Race or chase you, track or trace you Or disgrace you or displace you Or define you or confine you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I dont want to meet your kin Make you spin or do you in Or select you or dissect you Or inspect you or rejеct you All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you I dont want to fakе you out Take or shake or forsake you out I aint lookin for you to feel like me See like me or be like me All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you

Come take this badge off of me I wont wear it anymore It’s getting too dark to see And I feel I’m knockin upon heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door Come take these guns off of me I won’t shoot them anymore You know the sun is setting over me And I feel like Im knockin on heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door Come wipe thesе tears from my eyes I wont shеd them anymore Now the sun is setting in the western sky People and I must believe Im knockin on heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heavens door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Just like so many times before Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Just like so many times before Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Knock, knock, knockin on heaven’s door Just like so many times before See you all later, bye-bye

Come, you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin But build to destroy You play with my world Like its your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you sit back and watch While the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion While the young peoples blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud Youve thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatenin my baby Unborn and unnamed You aint worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn? You might say that Im young You might say Im unlearned But theres one thing I know Though Im younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good? Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could? I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death will come soon Ill follow your casket On a pale afternoon Ill watch while youre lowered Down to your deathbed And Ill stand over your grave Til Im sure that youre dead

When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father, to your sister he explains That youre tired of yourself and all of your creations Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Now, when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Now, when all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And youre sick of all this repetition Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Oh, when all of your advisers heave their plastic At your feet, to convince you of your pain Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Now, when all of the bandits that you turn your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you dont have to speak to Wont you come see me, Queen Jane? Ah, wont you come see me, Queen Jane?

Jesus is the one Jesus is the one Its not Mr. Rockefeller It’s not Mr. Lynn Its not Mr. Nixon That can raise the dead Jesus is the one Jesus is the one Its not Mr. Roosevelt It’s not Mr. Punch Its not Mr. That can heal your broken heart Jesus is the one Jesus is the one Hallelujah! Jesus is the one Jesus is the one Jesus is the one!

Tocca squagliarsela da qui Disse il jolly al ladro C’è troppa confusione Mi, mi sento fuori squadro Zappaterra e bottegai Mi ruban vino e campo Ma ce ne fosse almeno uno Che si rendesse conto Ehi, non agitarti più di tanto Disse il ladro sornione Tra noi molti già lo sanno La vita è il tiro dun buffone Ma tu ed io, noi si è già dato Niente che ci riguardi E allora meno storie, su Si sta facendo tardi Lungo i merli di vedetta Regnanti all’erta In un viavai di donne ossesse E servitù stravolte Ringhiò una lince in lontananza E in avvicinamento Ecco due cavalieri E già salzava... E già salzava il vento

Well, I will not go down under the ground ’Cause somebody tells me that death’s coming round An’ I will not carry myself down to die When I go to my grave my head will be high Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground There’s been rumors of war and wars that have been The meaning of life has been lost with the wind And some people thinking that the end is close by ’Stead of learning to live they are learning to die Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground I don’t know if I’m smart but I think I can see When someone is pulling the wool over me So if... Do you want this? Do you want to put this on? Its awful long, I mean its not that long, its just that its a drag I sang it so many times

First time on the highway I was six years old She saw me empty she was lined up with gold Next time on the highway was told with desire Third time on the highway she got failing and fire Soon then on the highway but dont set me free Next time on the highway gonna be the death of me Well third time on the highway, it was 1910 They was treating the women just like they was treating the men Next time on the highway, it was 1912 Treating your brother just like you treat yourself Third time on the highway it don’t matter to me Next time on the highway gonna be the death of me Well the next first time on the blanket I was smoking my cigarette Next you know-

Dont imagine, her name or where shes gone High tension but she what shes on I know things and Ive told you why What she wants about the folks they try But I take now from my Im rolling its a pretty afternoon on it but shes on her head money, she comes by looking for Now she comes and oh she goes But and nobody knows But I tell you what Im you on a rainy afternoon Sweet thing, something on her mind But I see you but she sure is hard to find As she goes oh why she hollers Man oh man but its hard for dollars I tell you again friend tell you why on a rainy afternoon

she says oh But I was young and ruthless She looked out She What if I dont buy down by the station

I once held her In my arms She said she would Always stay But I was cruel I treated her like a fool I threw it all away Once I had mountains In the palm of my hand And rivers that ran through Every day But I must have been mad I never knew what I had Until I threw it all away Love is all there is It makes the world go round Love and only love It can’t be denied No matter what you think about it You just wont be able to do without it Take a tip from one whos tried So if you find someone Who gives you all of her love Take it to your heart, don’t let it stray For one thing for certain You will surely be ahurtin If you throw it all away If you throw it all away

The light in this places really bad Like being at the bottom of a stream At any minute now I’m expecting to wake up from a dream It means so much, the softest touch By the grave of some child, who neither wept or smiled Pondered my faith in the rain I’ve been dreamin’ of you, it’s all I do It’s driving me insane Somewhere dawn is breaking Light is streaking ‘cross the floor Church bells are ringing I wonder who they’re ringing for Travel under any star You’ll see me wherever you are The shadowy past is awake and so vast I’m sleeping in the palace of pain I’ve been dreamin’ of you, that’s all I do It’s driving me insane It means so much, the softest touch By the grave of some child, who neither wept or smiled Pondered my faith in the rain I’ve been dreamin’ of you, it’s all I do It’s driving me insane

If the farmer has no silo And his fuel cost runs up high Well, thats just how much I would love you If youd just only let me try In some nice young up to date kitchen Let us get acquainted, dear And them old floor birds will just quit eatin And just grin from ear to ear Two floor birds and a prudent baby chick Yes that aint, that aint much to bust But restriction causes damage And damage causes lust So poor little girl, come blow this horn Hard as any whole night seems Its very easily done actually All you have to do is dream Well, old back are a dime a dozen And I can get a call for a nickle Yes, but look what an earful I get and its all awful too Every time I try to go get me a little tickle So, gimme one sweet loaf of bread Just one sweet loaf, fill it up and Ill be gone Yes, just like some of these old floor birds Who fly from dawn to dawn Oh yes, who fly from dawn to dawn Yes, who fly from dawn to dawn Oh, fly from dawn to dawn

Theyre selling postcards of the hanging, theyre painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner, theyve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants And the riot squad theyre restless, they need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight, from Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy, It takes one to know onе, she smiles And puts her hands in hеr back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, hes moaning. You Belong to Me I Believe And someone says, Youre in the wrong place, my friend, youd better leave And the only sound thats left after the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden, the stars are beginning to hide The fortune telling lady has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, hes dressing, hes getting ready for the show Hes going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row Ophelia, shes neath the window for her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic she wears an iron vest Her professions her religion, her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noahs great rainbow She spends her time peeking into Desolation Row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood with his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago with his friend, a jealous monk Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette And he when off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet You would not think to look at him, but he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin on Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients, theyre trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser, shes in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read, Have Mercy on His Soul They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row Across the street theyve nailed the curtains, theyre getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect image of a priest They are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to feel more assured Then theyll kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words And the Phantoms shouting to skinny girls, Get outta here if you dont know Casanova is just being punished for going to Desolation Row At midnight all the agents and the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone that knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders and then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row Praise be to Neros Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn Everybodys shouting, Which side are you on?! And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captains tower While calypso singers laugh at them and fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much about Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke All these people that you mention, yes, I know them, theyre quite lame I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another name Right now, I cant read too good, dont send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them from Desolation Row

Kind favor, ask of you Yes just one kind favor Ill ask of you Wont you please see that my grave is kept clean Now theres two white horses in the burying ground Well theres six white horses in the burying ground Well theres six white horses in the burying ground All standin in line and they lay my body down Well theres one kind favor Ill ask of you Yes theres one kind favor Ill ask of you Yes theres just one kind favor Ill ask of you Wont you please see that my grave is kept clean

If youre traveling to the North Country Fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to the one who lives there For she once was a true love of mine And I will be your Severus all along And I will carry this love alone If you go when the North winds howl When rivers freeze and summer ends Please see if shes wearing a coat so warm To keep her from the howling winds And I will be your Severus all along And I will carry this love alone Please see for me that her hair is hanging long That it curls and falls all down her breast Please see for me that her hair is hanging long For thats the way I remember it best And I will be your Severus all along And I will carry this love alone Alone Oooh-ooooh Oooh-ooh Oooh-ooooh Ooooh-ooh

Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Honey, we could be in Kansas By time the snow begins to thaw They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn But you wouldn’t know it by me Every day’s been darkness since you been gone Little rooster crowing, there must be something on his mind Little rooster crowing, there must be something on his mind Well, I feel just like that rooster Honey, you treat me so unkind The birds are flying low, babe Honey, I feel so exposed Well, the birds are flying low, babe Honey, I feel so exposed I ain’t got any matches And the station doors are closed Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs Honey, you know I’ve earned your love Meet me in the morning, meet me in the morning Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning, meet me in the morning Meet me in the morning, meet me in the morning

Be, eravamo tutti sul Mayflower, io guardo e grido Terra! Chiamo subito Capitan Arab, sì, lo zoppo Corra, corra! Quello sgomma come un papero, fa Scordatevi la balena Lasca il boma! Scazza il triglio!, Giu le mani dalla polena!” E puntiamo verso terra, fischiettando quel motivetto Come fanno tutti i marinai, quando sentono odor d’asciutto Vabbe, la chiamo America, annuncio mentre scendo Respiro a pieni alveoli, e stramazzo boccheggiando Capitan Arab tira fuori, qualche foglio protocollo Fa: Prepariamo le perline, e aspettiamo il primo pollo E invece ecco due vigili, in paranoia nera: Gli arpioni sono armi improprie, ah!, е ci sbattono in galera Ahi io mi son squagliato subito, non so con che coraggio E un po con lautostop, un po a dorso di scarafaggio Mi ritrovo in mezzo ad un cortеo, costi gran cartelli eretti Con su scritto Giustizia ai poveri, giustiziamoli proprio tutti Dico Bravi scemi, ve lappoggio, ecco i veri concetti eterni Quando un crampo mi rende memore, che non mangio da quattro giorni Mi trascino in un ristorante, e racconto non so che storia: Sono il critico itinerante, di un mensile di culinaria Chiedo trippa e la cameriera, mi sussurra un bruciante invito Faccio appena in tempo a accorgermi, che si tratta di un travestito Quando scoppia lintero stabile, fra soffioni e colate dunto E schizza cibo un po dovunque, Esco senza pagare il conto Senza un minimo di malizia, vado dritto dentro una banca Mi capite, no? La cauzione, per Arab e tutta la ghenga Quelli chiedono garanzie, io sbottono la cerniera Sto volando dalla finestra, quando arriva questa straniera È gentile, mi invita a casa sua, dove ci abita un tipo alto Che mi espropria degli stivali e mi ributta sullasfalto E non è tutto! Busso a un chiosco, con su esposto il vecchio Stellestrisce Dico Gente serve aiuto!, Ciò gli amici in serie ambasce Quello fa O te ne vai subito, o ti spiaccico quel bel nasino Rifiutarono anche Gesù!, Gesù era Cristo, tun sei nessuno Esci subito o ti scarnifico, Io decido che questo è troppo Ribollente di fuoco civico, vado in cerca di un poliziotto Schizzo in taxi ma troppo in fretta, casco fuori dal lato opposto Salto un autobus schivo un filobus, incredibile quanto pisto Finché arrivo davanti a staltro pizzo, con linsegna Fratellanza Bene. Attracco con un cristiania, e col mio modulo di denuncia Ma per noi altri marinai sfigati, ci son cose che non stupiscono: È unimpresa di pompe funebri, manca poco mi seppelliscono E ripeto tutta la triste storia, Ciò gli amici che stanno al fresco! Mi rifilano un depliant, io ribatto che non capisco Dice Chiamaci decedessero, scappo fuori passo col giallo E non vedo sta palla da bowling, che mi stende come un birillo Un telefono squillla isterico, mi sbomballa tutto il cervello E mi rialzo e faccio Pronto, ho toccato la linea: fallo A sto punto mi sono sfranto, di tutta quanta questa menata Dei problemi di capitan Arab, e del resto della brigata E mi risolvo a frullare un penny, e a tornare come un frescone A seconda che dice testa o croce, alla nave o alla prigione E mi impegno il mio nordovest, perché serve la monetina E tiro: croce - rima con foce, e mi avvio per la banchina Torno a bordo e che ti trovo?, Una multa sotto il bompresso Sono lì che la faccio in mille pezzi, i guardiacoste mi sono addosso E mi domandano il mio nome, io rispondo Il Corsaro Rosa E mi credono, mi credono, ma gli serve qualcaltra cosa E io mi invento che batto i mari, per il Ministro della Cultura E mi mollano - Sempre detto io, che la Pula sta in para dura Be le ultime che ho di Arab, lo danno appeso a una balena Che era poi la moglie del direttore, dellistituto di pena Ma il più forte arriva adesso, prendo il largo a tutta birra E ti incrocio ste tre tinozze, che veleggiano verso terra Riconosco il comandante, perché gongola come una luna Chiedo il nome - fa Colombo, Io gli dico Buona fortuna

Too much of nothing Can make a man ill at ease One mans temper rises Where another mans temper might freeze Now its a day of confession And we cannot mock a soul Oh, when theres too much of nothing No one has control Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Give her all my salary On the waters of oblivion When theres too much of nothing Can cause a man to weep He can walk the streets and like most and boast Of what hed like to keep But its all been done before Its all been written in the book And when theres too much of nothing Nobody should look Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Give her all my salary On the waters of oblivion Now too much of nothing Can make a man a liar It can cause some men to sleep on nails It can cause others to eat fire Evrybodys doin something Ive heard it in a dream But when theres too much of nothing It just makes a fella mean Say hello to Valerie Say hello to Vivian Give her all my salary On the waters of oblivion

Clouds so swift, rain wont lift Gate wont close, railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair I dont care how many letters they sent Morning came and morning went Pick up your money and pack up your tent You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself to thе tree with roots You aint goin nowhere Whoo-ee! Ride mе high Tomorrows the day My brides going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair Genghis Khan, he could not keep All his kings supplied with sleep Well climb that hill no matter how steep When we come up to it Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrows the day My brides going to come Oh, oh, are we going to fly Down in the easy chair

Now, when I call her by her name You know she dont come She dont leave me down easy, jell but I dont I called him in a steady But I dont have cause you know she dont [Chorus} Alright, Im alright Im a three time loser But Im alright Alright, Im alright Im a three time loser But Im alright Oh, its so high, so defensive Its [?}, I swear this gal You know shes gonna be the death of me Well, she holds me in my heart And then she bread, but I You know, shes sucking out the breath of me Alright, Im alright Im a three time loser But Im alright Alright, Im alright Im a three time loser But Im alright Alright, Im alright Im a three time loser But Im alright

Seems like everybody in the whole world Is down on me Down on me Down on me Seems like everybody in the whole world Is down on me

Father of night, Father of day Father, who taketh the darkness away Father, who teacheth the bird to fly Builder of rainbows up in the sky Father of loneliness and pain Father of love and Father of rain Father of day, Father of night Father of black, Father of white Father, who build the mountain so high Who shapeth the cloud up in the sky Father of time, Father of dreams Father, who turneth the rivers and streams Father of grain, Father of wheat Father of cold and Father of heat Father of air and Father of trees Who dwells in our hearts and our memories Father of minutes, Father of days Father of whom we most solemnly praise

Joker-man Joker-man, while ya deal wit? Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Freedom just around the corner from you Joker-man Whoa, whoa, joker-man One of the women must sit in the shack and soak up The busll catch up with him The joker-man Youre going to Sodom and Gomorrah But what do you care? Youre a king among this town Youre a stranger at home Bird fly high by the light of the moon Joker-man And the sea are your only teachers Michelangelo, himsеlf, couldve carved out your featurеs Tragic, tragic, with a small dog at your feet Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, and padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks cant drown out your servin Spun in your web Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man Hell put a priest into pimps and make old men buy Take a woman and cut up her shoulder wrap And turn her into a harlot Oh, joker-man Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Whoa, whoa, whoa Joker-man

Aint it just like the night to play tricks When youre tryin to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though were all doing our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain tempting you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft The country music station plays soft Nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined These visions of Johanna conquer my mind Empty lot where the ladies play Blindmans bluff with the keychain The all-night girls, they whisper out on the D train We can hear thе night watchman click his flashlight Ask himself if its him or them, its insane Louisе, shes alright, shes just near Shes delicate and seems like the mirror She makes it all too concise and too clear That Johannas not here The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face Where these visions of Johanna have taken my place Little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously When bringing her name up he speaks of her farewell kiss to me Hes sure got a lot of gall to be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall while Im in the hall How can I explain? Its so hard to get on And these visions of Johanna, kept me up past the dawn Inside the museums Infinity goes up on trial Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while But Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues You can tell by the way she smiles The primitive wallflower freeze The jelly-faced women all sneeze Hear the one with the mustache say Jeez, I cant find my knees. Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule Visions of Johanna make it all seem so cruel The peddler now speaks to the countess whos pretending to care for him Name me someone thats not a parasite And Ill go out and say a prayer for him. Like Louise always says Ya cant look at much, can ya, man? As she, herself, prepares for him Madonna, she still has not showed We see this empty cage now corrode Where her cape of the stage once had flowed The fiddler now steps to the road He writes everythings been returned which was owed On the back of the fish truck that loads While my conscience explodes Oh, the harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain These visions of Johanna are now all that remain These visions of Johanna are now all that remain

O beautiful for spacious skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! O beautiful for pilgrim feet Whose stern impassioned stress A thoroughfare of freedom beat Across the wilderness! America! America! God mend thine every flaw Confirm thy soul in self-control Thy liberty in law! O beautiful for heroes proved In liberating strife Who more than self their country loved And mercy more than life! America! America! May God thy gold refine Till all success be nobleness And every gain divine! O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! O beautiful for halcyon skies For amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties Above the enameled plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee Till souls wax fair as earth and air And music-hearted sea! O beautiful for pilgrims feet Whose stem impassioned stress A thoroughfare for freedom beat Across the wilderness! America! America! God shed his grace on thee Till paths be wrought through Wilds of thought By pilgrim foot and knee! O beautiful for glory-tale Of liberating strife When once and twice For mans avail Men lavished precious life! America! America! God shed his grace on thee Till selfish gain no longer stain The banner of the free! O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! God shed his grace on thee Till nobler men keep once again Thy whiter jubilee! Come gather round people wherever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown And accept it that soon youll be drenched to the bone If your time to you is worth savin Then you better start swimmin or youll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide, the chance wont come again And dont speak too soon for the wheels still in spin And theres no tellin who that its namin For the loser now will be later to win For the times they are a-changin Come senators, congressmen, please, heed the call Dont stand in the doorway, dont block up the hall For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled This battle outside ragin Shake your windows and rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin Come mothers and fathers throughout the land And dont criticize what you cant understand Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command Your old road is rapidly agin Please, get out of the new one if you cant lend your hand For the times they are a-changin The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast The slow one now will later be fast As the present now will later be past The order is rapidly fadin And the first one now will later be last For the times they are a-changin

I’m out here a thousand miles from my home Walking a road other men have gone down I’m seeing your world of people and things Your paupers and peasants and princes and kings Hey, hey, Woody Guthrie, I wrote you a song About a funny old world that’s a-coming along Seems sick and it’s hungry, it’s tired and it’s torn It looks like it’s a-dying and it’s hardly been born Hey, Woody Guthrie, but I know that you know All the things that I’m a-saying an a-many times more I’m a-singing you the song, but I can’t sing enough Because there’s not many men that done the things that you’ve done Here’s to Cisco and Sonny and Leadbelly too And to all the good people that traveled with you Here’s to the hearts and the hands of the men That come with the dust and are gone with the wind I’m a-leaving tomorrow, but I could leave today Somewhere down the road someday The very last thing that I’d want to do Is to say I’ve been hitting some hard traveling too

Shell be coming round the mountain when she comes Shell be coming round the mountain when she comes Shell be ridin six white horses Shell be ridin six white horses Shell be ridin six white horses when she comes Shell be eating ton of grain when she comes when she comes when she comes Comin round

Down the street the dogs are barkin And the day is a-gettin dark As the night comes in a-fallin The dogs ll lose their bark An the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind For Im one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind From the crossroads of my doorstep My eyes they start to fade As I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid An I gaze back to the street The sidewalk and the sign And Im one too many mornings An a thousand miles behind Its a restless hungry feeling That dont mean no one no good When evrything Im a-sayin You can say it just as good Youre right from your side Im right from mine Were both just too many mornings An a thousand miles behind

May Gods bless and keep you always May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung May you stay May you stay forever young Forever young Forever young May you stay Stay forever young May you grow up to be righteous May you grow up to be true May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you May you always be courageous Stand upright and be strong May you stay May you stay forever young Forever young Forever young May you stay Stay forever young May your hands always be busy May your feet always be swift May you have a strong foundation When the winds of changes shift May your heart always be joyful May your song always be sung And may you stay May you stay forever young Forever young Forever young May you stay May you stay forever young

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? Ive stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains Walked and Ive crawled on six crooked highways Stepped in the middle of seven sad forests Been out in front of a dozen dead oceans Ive been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And its a hard and its a hard Its a hard and its a hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall And what did you see, my blue-eyed son? What did you see, my darling young one? I saw a new-born baby with wild wolves around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin A white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And its a hard and its a hard And its a hard , ha-ha-ha-hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? What did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of thunder, that roared out a warnin Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin Heard ten thousand whisperin and nobody listenin Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And its a hard and its a hard And its a hard , hard, hard, hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, who you did meet, my blue eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning A young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love Another man who was wounded with hatred Oh, whatll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Whatll you do now, my darling young one? Im a-goin back out fore the rain starts a-fallin Walk to the depths of the deepest black forest Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioners face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the colour and none is the number And Ill tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountains so all souls can see it Then Ill stand in the ocean until I start sinkin But Ill know my song well before I start singin And its a hard , its a hard And its a hard , ha-ha-ha-ha-hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall And its a hard and its a hard And its a hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall

Im blowin down that old dusty road Yes Im blowin down that old dusty road Im blowin down that old dusty road, lord, lord And I aint gonna be treated this a-way It takes a ten dollar shoe on my feet I get a ten dollar shoe on my feet I get a ten dollar shoe on my feet, lord, lord And I aint gonna be treated this a-way Im goin down where the water taste like wine Im goin down where the water taste like wine Im goin down where the water taste like wine And I aint gonna be treated this a-way Im goin down this road feeling bad Im goin down this road feeling bad Im goin down this road feeling bad, lord, lord And I aint gonna be treated this a-way Im goin where the chilling wind dont blow Im goin where the chilling wind dont blow Im goin where the chilling wind dont blow And I aint gonna be treated this a-way Im goin down this road feeling bad Im goin down this road feeling bad Im goin down this road feeling bad, lord, lord And I aint gonna be treated this a-way No I aint gonna be treated this a-way

I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more No, I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain I got a head full of ideas That are drivin me insane Its a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more No, I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel He hands you a dime He asks you with a grin If youre having a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I aint gonna work for Maggies brother no more I aint gonna work for Maggies Pa no more No, I aint gonna work for Maggies Pa no more Well, he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door Ah, I aint gonna work for Maggies Pa no more I aint gonna work for Maggies Ma no more No, I aint gonna work for Maggies Ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law Everybody says Shes the brains behind Pa Shes 68, but she says shes 54 I aint gonna work for Maggies Ma no more I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more Well, I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They say Sing while you slave and I just get bored Ah, I aint gonna work on Maggies farm no more

Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing Freedom just around the corner for you But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man So swiftly the sun sets in the sky You rise up and say goodbye to no one Lone-star, bat shit for you and your back One of the women must sit in the shack and soak up Shedding off one more layеr of skin Keeping one step ahead of thе persecutor within Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man Youre a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds Manipulator of crowds, youre a dream twister Youre going to Sodom and Gomorrah But what do you care? Aint nobody there would want to marry your sister Scratching the world with a fine tooth comb Youre a king amongst this town Youre a stranger at home Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers No crystal ball, do you need on your shelf Michelangelo indeed couldve carved out your features So drunk standing in the middle of the street Directing traffic with a small dog at your feet Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man Well, the preacher-man talking bout the death and the dump And a world to come thats already been predetermined Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks cant drown out your sermon You let the wicked walk right into your trap You give away all good things that fall in your lap Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man Its a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet Hell put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat Take the motherless children off the street And place them at the feet of a harlot Oh, Joker-man, you know what he wants Oh, Joker-man, you dont show any response Joker-man dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Joker-man

There was a wicked messenger From Eli he did come With a mind that multiplied The smallest matter When questioned who had sent for him He answered with his thumb For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter He stayed behind the assembly hall It was there he made his bed Often times he could be seen returning Until one day he just appeared With a note in his hand which read The soles of my feet, I swear theyre burning Oh, the leaves began to fallin And the seas began to part And the people that confronted him were many And he was told but these few words Which opened up his heart If ye cannot bring us good news, then dont bring any

There must be some way out of here Said the joker to the thief Theres too much confusion I cant get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Know what any of it is worth No reason to get excited The thief, he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But you and I, weve been through that And this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now The hour is getting late All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching The wind began to howl Howl

How many roads must a man walk down Before hes called a man? How many seas must a white, white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must the, must the cannonballs fly Before theyre forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin, blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind How many years can a mountain, mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? How many years can some, can some people exist Bеfore theyre allowеd to be free? How many times can a man turn his back Pretending that he just, just doesnt see? The answer, my friend, is, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind How many times must a man look up Before he can see, see the sky? How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows Too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind

Id like another Bourbon Street oh so sweet Hold that down, you better keep it neat For when it’s over, it was incomplete Oh, I took it down and said, oh, oh have a seat But I dont live down on Bourbon Street No more, no more, no more, no more No, I dont live on Bourbon Street no more Bourbon Street lordy-town You better keep it sweet Put all your loving apples on your feet But I don’t even mind if you want to scratch your feet You can bag it down in butter, butter sweet Now dont on the Bourbon Street Now, Bourbon Street A happiness will get you Bourbon Street The girls they wont forget you down at Bourbon Street Here they come now Here they come now Here they comе now Here they comе now Oh them little girls Well, I went down a-looking for Bourbon Street I look so high and low and then it took me off my feet Bourbon Street Oh man, let me tell ya, Bourbon Street Mister bartender, Ill have another Bourbon Street (Oh play it pretty now, boys! Ah, sounds marvelous Oh, shit Yes, yes Yes, a ton of joy Oh, I cant take it no more) Well let me tell ya, Bourbon Street Let me have another Bourbon Street Tell me young brother I want a Bourbon Street I want a Bourbon Street now Mister bartender, Ill have- Ill have another Bourbon Street

Old man sailing in a painted hood Oh yeah! Old man down is sailing a hook Oh yeah! Gonna pull man down on a sucklin hook paling brook Oh yeah! Now, he’s underneath that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Thats underneath that tree Theres gonna be just you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! I push him back and I stand in line Oh yeah! Then I push my lady and stand in line Oh yeah! Then I push my lady and stand in line I get on board like a two-eyed time Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Under that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Undernеath that tree Theres just gonna be you and mе Underneath that apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Now, whos on the table, whos to tell me? Oh yeah! Whos on the table, whos to tell me? Oh yeah! Whos on the table, oh, who should I tell? The forty-nine of you burn in hell Oh yeah! Oh underneath that old apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Underneath that old apple suckling tree Oh yeah! Underneath that tree Theres just gonna be you and me Underneath that apple suckling tree Oh yeah!

Everybodys building Big ships and the boats Some are building monuments Others are jotting down notes Everybodys in despair Every girl and boy But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybody jump for joy Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Now I like to go, just like the rest I likes my sugar sweet But darning fumes and making haste It aint my cup of meat Everybodys just standin around neath the trees Feeding pigeons on a limb But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Then pigeons are gonna go to him Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn A lamb , [?} do, I can recite em all Just tell me where to putem And Ill tell you who to call Nobody can get in his sleep Theres someone on everybodys toes But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here Everybodys gonna doze Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn Come all without, come all within Youll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn

Too much of nothing Can make a man feel ill at ease One mans temper might rise While the other mans temper might freeze In the days of law and confession You cannot mock the soul But when its too much of nothing No-one has control Say hello to Valerie, say hello to Marion Send them all my salary on the waters of oblivion Too much of nothing can make a man abuse a king He can walk the streets and boast like most But he dont know anything Its all been done before Its all been written in a book But when theres too much of nothing Nobody should look Say hello to Valerie say hеllo to Marion Send them all my salary on the watеrs of oblivion Too much of nothing can turn a man into a liar It can cause some men to sleep on nails The other man to eat fire Everybodys doing something but its in a dream But when its too much of nothing makes a fellow mean Say hello to Valerie say hello to Marion Send them all my salary on the waters of oblivion

Crickets are chirping, the water is high There’s a soft cotton dress on the line hangin’ dry Window wide open, African trees Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye, not even a note She gone with the man In the long black coat Somebody seen him hanging around At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask Somebody said from the Bible he’d quote There was dust on the man In the long black coat Preacher was a talkin’, there’s a sermon he gave He said every man’s conscience is vile and depraved You cannot depend on it to be your guide When it’s you who must keep it satisfied It ain’t easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat She gave her heart to the man In the long black coat There are no mistakes in life some people say It is true sometimes you can see it that way But people dont live or die, people just float She went with the man In the long black coat There’s smoke on the water, it’s been there since June Tree trunks uprooted, neath the high crescent moon Feel the pulse and vibration and the rumbling force Somebody is out there beating a dead horse She never said nothing, there was nothing she wrote She gone with the man In the long black coat

They say everything can be replaced They say every distance is not near So I remember every face Of every man who put me here I see my light come shinin From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say every man must fall Yet I swear I see my reflection Somе place so high above this wall I see my light come shinin From thе west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released Now, yonder stands a man in this lonely crowd A man who swears hes not to blame All day long, I hear his voice shouting so loud Crying out that he was framed I see my light come shinin From the west down to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released

Ain’t it hard to stumble And land in some funny lagoon? Ain’t it hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon? Especially when it’s nine below zero And three o’clock in the afternoon Ain’t gonna hang no picture Ain’t gonna hang no picture frame Ain’t gonna hang no picture Ain’t gonna hang no picture frame Well, I might look like Robert Ford But I feel just like a Jesse James Well, I wish I was on some Australian mountain range Oh, I wish I was on some Australian mountain range I got no reason to be there, but I Imagine it would be some kind of change I got my dark sunglasses I got for good luck my black tooth I got my dark sunglasses I’m carryin’ for good luck my black tooth Don’t ask me nothin’ about nothin’ I just might tell you the truth I got a woman in Jackson I ain’t gonna say her name I got a woman in Jackson I ain’t gonna say her name She’s a brown-skin woman, but I Love her just the same

Mama take this badge from me I cant use it anymore Its getting dark too dark to see Feels like Im knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door, eh yeah Mama put my guns in the ground I cant shoot them anymore That cold black cloud is comin down Feels like Im knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavеns door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavеns door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door Knock-knock-knockin on heavens door, wow oh yeah

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, n how many times must the cannon balls fly Before theyre forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind Yes, n how many years can a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? Yes, n how many years can some people exist Before thеyre allowed to be free? Yеs, n how many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesnt see? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind Yes, n how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, n how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, n how many deaths will it take til he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have in your mind Ill show them to you and youll see them shine Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And youre the best thing that hes ever seen Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When hes standing in front of you Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

Well, that big dumb blonde with her wheel gorged And Turtle, that friend of hers, with his checks all forged And his cheeks in a chunk, with his cheese in the cash Theyre all gonna be there at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Everybody from right now to over there and back The louder they come, the bigger they crack Come now, sweet cream, dont forget to flash Were all gonna meet at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, I took my counselor out to the barn Silly Nelly was there, she told him a yarn Then along came Jones, emptied the trash Everybody went down to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, Im hitting it too hard, my stones wont take I get up in the morning but its too early to wake First its hello, goodbye then push and then crash But were all gonna make it at that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Its that million dollar bash Well, I looked at my watch, I looked at my wrist I punched myself in the face with my fist I took my potatoes down to be mashed Then I made it on over to that million dollar bash Ooh, baby, ooh-ee Ooh, baby, ooh-ee It’s that million dollar bash

There must be some way out of here said the joker to the thief Theres too much confusion, I cant get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line know what any of it is worth No reason to get excited, the thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke But you and I, weve been through that, and this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late All along the watchtower, princes kept the view While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl

When the rain is blowing in your face And the whole world is on your case I could offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evening shadows and the stars appear And there is no one there to dry your tears I could hold you for a million years To make you feel my love I know you havent made your mind up yet But I will never do you wrong Ive known it from the moment that we met No doubt in my mind where you belong Id go hungry; Id go black and blue Id go crawling down the avenue No, theres nothing that I wouldnt do To make you feel my love The storms are raging on the rolling sea And on the highway of regret The winds of change are blowing wild and free You aint seen nothing like me yet I could make you happy, make your dreams come true Nothing that I wouldnt do Go to the ends of the Earth for you To make you feel my love To make you feel my love

Well, Ive already had two beers Im ready for the broom Please, Mrs. Henry, wont you Take me to my room? Im a good ol boy But Ive been sniffin too many eggs Talkin to too many people Drinkin too many kegs Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs.Henry, please Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry, please Im down on my knees An I aint got a dime Well, Im groanin in a hallway Pretty soon Ill be mad Please, Mrs. Henry, wont you Take me to your dad? I can drink like a fish I can crawl like a snake I can bite like a turkey I can slam like a drake Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry, please Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry, please Im down on my knees An I aint got a dime Go, Missus Henry, go Now, Im startin to drain My stools gonna squeak If I walk too much farther My cranes gonna leak Look, Mrs. Henry Theres only so much I can do Why dont you look my way An pump me a few? Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry, please Please, Mrs. Henry, Mrs. Henry, please Im down on my knees An I aint got a dime I aint got a dime Please, Mrs. Henry, please

Well, theres certain things That I learned from Jim Hed always make sure Id understand That there is a certain way That we all must swim If we expect to live off Of the fat of the land Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before But I aint gonna hear it said no more Theres a certain thing That I learned from my friend, Mouse A man who never even blushes That we must expect to always flush out our house If we dont want goin round housing flushes Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before And I aint gonna hear it said no more Take care of all your memories, said Mick For you cannot relive them Remember that when youre out there Tryin to heal the sick That you must always First forgive them Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before But I aint gonna hear it said no more Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before Open the door, Richard Ive heard it said before And I aint gonna hear it said no more

Well, I ride a mail train Can’t buy a thrill I’ve been up all night Leanin on the windowsill And if I die on top of the hill… If I don’t make it
, you know my baby will Don’t the moon look good Shinin through the trees? Don’t the brakeman look good Flagging down the Double E? Don’t the sun look good Goin down over the sea? Don’t my gal look fine When she’s comin after me? Now the wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby I don’t wanna be your boss Don’t say I never warned you When your train gets lost Don’t say I never warned you When your train gets lost....

but I, no no no dont no more Yes oh baby oh baby doll, Well youre so my holy Gotta hold the door man shes too much I tell you Oh, yes Im on this one-room Cadillac, just er takin in the breeze If I was a chicken now, Id just wanna hear myself sneeze Mmm, somethin sure looks good goin down boys But ah, whats it gonna do when it comes up Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-boo she , mmm So good to see Mmm, gonna tell you when it hurts, it hurts Now dog get out of hear quick before my master comes Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-do Oh yeah!

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Hes crying like a fire in the sun Look out, all those saints are coming through And its all over now, Baby Blue The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense Take what you have gathered from coincidence The empty handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets The sky, too, is moving over you And its all over now, Baby Blue All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home All your empty-handed armies are all going home Your lover who has just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from your floor The carpet, too, is moving under you And its all over now, Baby Blue Leave your stepping stones behind, theres something calls for you Forget about the dead youve left, they will not follow you The vagabond whos rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore Strike another match, go start anew And its all over now, Baby Blue And its all over now, Baby Blue And its all over now, Baby Blue And its all over now, Baby Blue Thank you all, good night

I will love him I will serve him I will glorify his name He came on East out of Galilee And disappeared like when he taught He came down onto his own His own knew him not But as for me I will love him I will serve him I will glorify his name He said when the fig tree was blooming He would be at the gate He was talking bout the state of Israel From nineteen forty-eight And the time is near, and I will love him I will serve him I will glorify His name When He was down conceivеd here His mother didn’t know what shе carried Took an angel of the lord To tell her what she done carry Carry for all mankind, that I will love him I will serve him I will glorify His name Did anybody say it was gonna be easy? Nobody said that you couldnt complain The God of the world tried to drive me crazy Even Peter denied him Standin right beside him They took him out and falsely tried him Eventually crucified him Who am I to say I wouldnt do the same? When he who repaired the roof Tried to tilt against the grain When Herod found out that he was born He had every boy child slain I will love him I will serve him I will glorify His name

Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I’m not the one you want, babe I’m not the one you need You say you’re lookin’ for someone Never weak but always strong To protect you and defend you Whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door It ain’t me, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I’m not the one you want, babe I’ll only let you down You say you’re lookin’ for someone Who promises never to part Someone to close his eyes for you Someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you and more It ain’t me, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe Go melt back in the night, babe Everything inside is made of stone There’s nothing in here movin’ And anyway, I’m not alone You say you’re lookin’ for someone Who’ll pick you up each time you fall To gather flowers constantly And to come each time you call A lover for your life and nothing more It ain’t me, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe I said a-no, no, no It ain’t me, babe

Być z tobą sam na sam, tylko ja i ty Nareszcie prawdę znam, wiem jak powinno być Niechaj więc tętni noc, rytmem naszych ciał Nie ma problemu gdy jesteśmy sam na sam Być z tobą sam na sam, gdy dogasa dzień A w oczach tylko ty, na usta jest Jest w życiu uciech sto, ja tylko jedną znam I to jest właśnie to, być z tobą sam na sam Mówią, że noce są od tego, by z ukochaną być Gonitwa myśli przez cały dzień, jesteś w nich tylko ty Mówią, że noce są od tego, by z ukochaną być Gonitwa myśli przez cały dzień, jesteś w nich tylko ty Chcę żeby nowa noc, przyniosła wdzięki twe Byś była blisko i w ramiona wzięła mnie Dziękuje Bogu za jego najsłodszy dar Gdy noc po ciężkim dniu, spędzamy sam na sam

Most of the time I’m clear focused all around Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path, I can read the signs Stay right with it when the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon I don’t even notice she gone Most of the time Most of the time It’s well understood Most of the time I wouldn’t change it if I could I can make it all match up, I can hold my own I can deal with the situation right down to the bone I can survive, I can endure And I don’t even think about her Most of the time Most of the time My head is on straight Most of the time I’m strong enough not to hate I don’t build up illusion ’till it makes me sick I ain’t afraid of confusion no matter how thick I can smile in the face of mankind Don’t even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time Most of the time She ain’t even in my mind I wouldn’t know her if I saw her She’s that far behind Most of the time I can’t even be sure If she was ever with me Or if I was ever with her Most of the time I’m halfway content Most of the time I know exactly where it all went I don’t cheat on myself, I don’t run and hide Hide from the feelings that are buried inside I don’t compromise and I don’t pretend I don’t even care if I ever see her again Most of the time

Santa-Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe My woman needs it everyday She promised this a-lad shed stay Shes rollin up a lotta bread To toss away Shes in Santa-Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe Now shes opened up an empty home Shes proud, but she needs to roam She warping up a happy home Shes dreaming of a happy home In Santa-Fe Santa-Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe Since Ima nеver cease to roam Im nеver never far from home Ill never, ever, ever roam to sail away Please dont feel bad No, no, no, no, no, no dont feel bad Shes the worst cheat Id ever had Shes the in a decent plan Shes over, bout to head to bed She never, never feel so bad When Im away Santa-Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe My old hearts in L.A I wont have my nature way And Im learnin every day to run away From Santa-Fe Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe My woman never send any home Head back and Im the least unknown He grab her like he needed a stone She leave under her What you need? Gonna find a loan And Im here to send her on her own every day

Well, I was feelin’ sad and kind of blue I didn’t know what in the world I was gonna do Them Communists they was comin’ around They were in the air They were on the ground They were all over So I ran down most hurriedly And joined the John Birch Society I got me a secret membership card Went back to my backyard And started lookin on the sidewalk Neath the rose bush Well, I was lookin’ everywhere for them gol-darned Reds I got up in the mornin’ ’n’ lookеd under my bed Looked bеhind my kitchen, behind the door Even tore loose the kitchen floor I couldn’t find any I looked beneath the sofa, beneath the chair Lookin form them Reds everywhere I looked way up my chimney hole I even looked deep down inside my toilet bowl They got away I heard some footsteps by the front porch door So I grabbed my shotgun from the floor I snuck around the house with a huff and a hiss Sayin Hands up, you Communist! It was the mailman He punched me out Well, I quit my job so I could work alone I got a magnifying glass like Sherlock Holmes Followed some clues from my detective bag And discovered there was red stripes on the American flag Did you know about Betsy Ross? Well, I was sittin’ home alone an’ I started to sweat I figured they was in my television set I peeked behind the picture frame And got a shock from my feet that hit my brain Them Reds did it The ones on the Hootenanny Well, I fin’ly started thinkin’ straight When I run outa things to investigate I couldn’t imagine doin’ anything else So now I’m sittin’ home investigatin’ myself Hope I don’t find out too much, good God

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannonballs fly Before theyre forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind The answer is blowin’ in the wind How many years can a mountain exist Before it’s washed to the sea? Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist Before they’re allowed to be free? Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his head Pretending he just doesn’t see? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind The answer is blowin’ in the wind How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind The answer is blowin’ in the wind

There must be some way out of here Said the joker to the thief Theres too much confusion I cant get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Know what any of it is worth No reason to get excited The thief, he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But you and I, weve been through that And this is not our fatе So let us not talk falsely now The hour is gеtting late All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Barefoot servants, too Outside in the distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching The wind began to howl

Once upon a time, you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime, in your prime, didnt you? People call, say Beware, doll, youre bound to fall You thought they were all kiddin you You used to laugh about everybody that was hangin out Now you dont talk so loud, now you dont seem so proud About havin to be scroungin your next meal How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home A complete unknown, like a rollin stone Youve gone to the finest schools, alright, Miss Lovely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody never told you how to live out on the street But now youre gonna have to get used to it You said youd never compromise With the Mystery Tramp but now you realize Hes not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And he says, Do you want to make a deal? How does it feel? How does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home A complete unknown, like a rollin stone How does it feel? How does it feel? Like a rollin stone

I woke up this mornin, there were tears in my bed They killed a man I really loved, shot him the head Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground Sent him off to prison for a seventy-dollar robbery Closed the door behind him and threw away the key Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground He wouldnt take shit from no one, he wouldnt bow down or kneel Authorities, they hated him because he was just too real Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground Prison guards, they hitted him as they cursed him from above But they were frightened of his power, they were scared of his love Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground Sometimes I think this whole world is one big prison yard Some of us are prisoners, the rest of us are guards Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground Lord, Lord, they cut George Jackson down Lord, they laid him in the ground

Down the street the dogs are barkin And the day is gettin dark As the night comes in a-fallin The dogs will lose their bark And the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind For Im one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind From the crossroads of my doorstep My eyes they start to fade As I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid And I gaze back to the street The sidewalk and the sign Im one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind Its a restless hungry feeling That dont mean no one no good When everything Im sayin You can say it just as good You are right from your side Im right from mine Were just one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind Were just one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Oh, where have you been, my darling young one? Ive stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains Ive walked and Ive crawled on six crooked highways Ive stepped in the middle of seven sad forests Ive been out in front of a dozen dead oceans Ive been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard And its a hard, and its a hard, its a hard, and its a hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin I saw a white ladder all covered with water I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children And its a hard, and its a hard, its a hard, its a hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin Heard ten thousand whisperin and nobody listenin Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley And its a hard, and its a hard, its a hard, its a hard And its a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded with hatred And its a hard, its a hard, its a hard, its a hard Its a hard rains a-gonna fall Oh, whatll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Oh, whatll you do now, my darling young one? Im a-goin back out fore the rain starts a-fallin Ill walk to the depths of the deepest black forest Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioners face is always well hidden Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten Where black is the color, where none is the number And Ill tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then Ill stand on the ocean until I start sinkin But Ill know my song well before I start singin And its a hard, its a hard, its a hard, its a hard Its a hard rains a-gonna fall

Must be some way out of here Cried the joker to the thief Theres too much confusion here I cant get no relief Wait a minute, wait a minute Businessmen, they drink my wine Plow men dig my earth None will level on the line Nobody of it is worth No reason to get excited The thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But you and I weve been through a lot This is not our fate Let us not talk falsely now The hours getting late All along the watchtower Princes kept the view Barefoot servants came and went Little children too Outside in the distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl

The man in me will hide sometimes To keep from bein seen But thats just because he doesnt want To turn into some machine The man in me will hide sometimes To keep from bein seen But thats just because he doesnt want To turn into some machine But, oh, what a wonderful feeling Just to know that you are near Oh, sets my a heart a-reeling Oh, from my toes up to my ears The man in me will hide sometimes To keep from bein seen But, darling, thats because To turn into some machine Took a woman like your kind To find thе man in me But, oh, what a wonderful feeling Just to know that you are nеar Oh, how it sets my a heart a-reeling Oh, from my toes up to my ears

Comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day, with a nose full of blood Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread One-track town, just brown, and a breeze, too Pack up the meat, sweet, were gonna head out For Wichita now in a pile of fruit Get the loot, dont be slow, we’re gonna catch a trout Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout Get the loot, dont be slow, were gonna catch a trout Pull that drummer out from behind that bottle Bring me my pipe, were gonna shake it Slap that drummer with a pie that smells Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby Take me down to California, baby