I Shall Be Free

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Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/; born Robert Allen Zimmerman; May 24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter, musician, author, poet and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an in… more »

Well, I took me a woman late last night I's three-fourths drunk she looked all right 'Till she started peelin' off her onion gook
She took off her wig, said, "How do I look?"
I's high flyin', bare naked, out the window 
Well, sometimes I might get drunk Walk like a duck and smell like a skunk Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride 'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me

I's out there paintin' on the old wood shed
When a can o'black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub and rub
But I had to sit in back of the tub
Cost a quarter Half price 
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It's President Kennedy callin' me up
He said, My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?
I said my friend, John, Brigitte Bardot Anita Ekberg Sophia Loren
Country'll grow

Well, I got a woman five feet short She yells and hollers and squeals and snorts She tickles my nose pats me on the head Blows me over and kicks me out of bed
She's a man eater Meat grinder Bad loser 
Oh, there ain't no use in me workin' alla time
I got a woman who works herself blind Works up to her britches, up to her neck Write me letters and sends me checks She's a humdinger Folk singer 
Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed I was half asleep I chased me a woman up the hill Right in the middle of an air drill I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped the string bean
I jumped the TV dinner I jumped the shot gun

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He's a-runnin' for office on the ballot note
He's out there preachin' in front of the steeple Tellin' me he loves all kinds-a people He's eatin' bagels He's eatin' pizza He's eatin' chitlins 
Oh, set me down on a television floor
I'll flip the channel to number four
Out of the shower comes a football man
With a bottle of oil in his hand Greasy kid stuff What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
What do you do about Willy Mays Martin Luther King Olatunji 
Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean She takes about fifteen baths a day Wants me to grow a moustache on my face
She's insane 
Well, ask me why I'm drunk alla time
It levels my head and eases my mind
I just walk along and stroll and sing
I see better days and I do better things
I catch dinosaurs
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor Catch hell from Richard Burton

Written by: BOB DYLAN


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I Shall Be Free