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Bob Dylan

If today was not an endless highway. If tonight was not a crooked trail.
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time then lonesome would mean
and ready
And a face like bobby dylan, only worse

He ordered up a whisky, which he drank like he was thirsty
And ordered him another of the same
Suddenly
Last week, uh, in Nashville, Bob Dylan, one of the top writers
Well, I don't need to tell you who Bob Dylan is
The greatest writer of our time was
Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, Hughes Stadium, Colorado
University, Fort Collins, CO, 23 May 1976,
Transcribed by Manfred Helfert.
I keep having dreams
Of pioneers and pirate ships and Bob Dylan
Of people wrapped up tight in the things that will kill them
Of being trapped in
headphones on
She hears the music blasting
She sees here brother marchin' by
Their bond is everlasting
Listening to Bob Dylan singin'
In 1963
Watchin'
Written by Bob Dylan
Copyright 1964 M Whitmark & Sons/ Warner Chappell Music (ASCAP)


It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering
to be like Bob Dylan
Until I discovered Moses
Saturday night and I was lying in my bed
The window was open and raindrops
Were bouncing off my head
met and what did or did not occur.
Sitting in the station, it's all a blur
Of dancehall hips, pretentious quips. 
A boxers, bob and weave.
Man, those were the days (those were the days)
We listened to the songs Bob Dylan wrote
We sat there stoned and amazed
We forgot to eat, we forgot
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about 
you know it feels good
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about 
you know it feels good
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about 
you know it feels good
A woman on the radio talked about revolution
When it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about you
You know it feels good
Right Here, Right Now 
Jesus Jones

A woman on the radio talks about revolution
when it's already passed her by
but Bob Dylan didn't have this
to Bob Dylan
Chillin'em, thrillin'em, and red hot killin'em

Said killin'em
Come on, come on killin'em

Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well
Bob Dylan, oh, the times must be changing
Maybe you'll listen as you're driving away
You're taking everything, you've got my heart on a string
C'mon
(Bob Dylan)

Old Reilly stole a stallion
But they caught him and they brought him back
And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground
With an iron
to Bob Dylan
Chillin'em, thrillin'em, and red hot killin'em

Said killin'em
Come on, come on killin'em

Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well
[Originally by Bob Dylan]

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
until I touched your body
Imagine a world without John Lennon, the rain and the wind without Bob Dylan
Blue without Joni, blue without Miles
But every
Bob Dylan
Ever comtemplating, the charges I'm facing
My new-born son, I hope I see his graduation
Take him to the movies, by the cemetary
If my
(Bob Dylan)

Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But
don't pretend
And I don't even care
If I ever see her again
Most of the time

Written by bob dylan
Originally performed by Bob Dylan
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five