Seems like only yesterday. I left my mind behind. Down in the Gypsy Cafe. With a friend of a friend of mine. Who sat with a baby heavy on her knee. Yet spoke of life most free from slavery.
The festival was over, the boys were all planning for a fall,. The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall.. The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down,.
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.
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 looking for someone, never weak but always strong,.
I SHALL BE RELEASED. words and music Bob Dylan. . They say ev'rything can be replaced,. Yet ev'ry distance is not near.. So I remember ev'ry face. Of ev'ry man who put me here..
(Bob Dylan). . I pity the poor immigrant who wishes he would have stayed home. who uses all his power to do evil but in the end is always left so alone.
Words and Music by Bob Dylan. . I dreamed I saw St. Augustine alive as you our me,. Tearing through these quarters in the utmost misery.. With a blanket underneath his arm and coat solid gold,.
FOREVER YOUNG. . 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.
Farewell Angelina. The bells of the crown. Are being stolen by bandits. I must follow the sound. The triangle tingles. And the trumpet play slow. Farewell Angelina.
"Oh, help me in my weakness,". I heard the drifter say,. As they carried him from the courtroom. And were taking him away.. "My trip hasn't been a pleasant one.
Well, it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. If you don't know by now. It ain't no use to sit and wonder why. It don't matter anyhow. . When your rooster crows at the break of dawn.
Dear landlord,. Please don't put a price on my soul.. My burden is heavy,. My dreams are beyond control.. When that steamboat whistle blows,. I'm gonna give you all I got to give,.
Perhaps it's the colour of the sun cut flat. And covering the crossroads I'm standing at,. Or maybe it's the weather or something like that,. But Daddy, you been on my mind..
How many roads must a man walk down, before you will call him a man?. How many seas must a white dove sail before she rests in the sand?. And how many times must the cannonballs fly before they're forever banned?.
Well I'm sailin away my own true love.. I'm sailin' away in the mornin'. Is there something I can send you from across the sea,. From the place where I'll be landin'?.
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. How many seas must the white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. How many times must the cannonballs fly.
Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son?. Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?. I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains. I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways.
Ring them bells ye heathen from the city that dreams. Ring them bells from the sanctuaries cross the valleys and streams. For they're deep and they're wide.
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 evening shadows and the stars appear.
The times they are a-changin'. . Come gather 'round people wherever you roam,. And admit that the waters around you have grown,. And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the.