Tryin' To Get To Heaven Lyrics - Bob Dylan

The air is getting hotter 

There's a rumbling in the skies 

I've been wading through the high muddy water 

With the heat rising in my eyes 

Every day your memory grows dimmer 

It doesn't haunt me like it did before 

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere 

Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door 

When I was in Missouri 

They would not let me be 

I had to leave there in a hurry 

I only saw what they let me see 

You broke a heart that loved you 

Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore 

I've been walking that lonesome valley 

Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door 

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People on the platforms 

Waiting for the trains 

I can hear their hearts a-beatin' 

Like pendulums swinging on chains 

When you think that you've lost everything 

You find out you can always lose a little more 

I'm just going down the road feeling bad 

Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door 

I'm going down the river 

Down to New Orleans 

They tell me everything is gonna be all right 

But I don't know what ["all right"] even means 

I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane 

Miss Mary Jane got a house in Baltimore 

I been all around the world, boys 

Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door 

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Gotta sleep down in the parlor 

And relive my dreams 

I'll close my eyes and I wonder 

If everything is as hollow as it seems 

Some trains don't pull no gamblers 

No midnight ramblers, like they did before 

I been to Sugartown, I shook the sugar down 

Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door