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Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, Hughes Stadium, Colorado University, Fort Collins, CO, 23 May 1976, Transcribed by Manfred Helfert.
(Bob Dylan) When the rain is blowin' 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
Bob Dylan Fare thee well, my own true love. I'm leavin' the first hour of the morn. I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico and maybe the coast
escape She says you just can't live this way And I close my eyes and I never say I'm still having dreams And on the worst days When it feels like
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
Fill her with fluff Hope you make her shine Hope she shines for you Where I failed myself If he loves you more
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
B.O.B., B.O.B. can't serve you breakfast in bed Oh no (he can't) bathe your body (He can't) rub your feet (he can't) He can't compete with my love (So
wrong with Santa Claus?] [Bob: There's nothing wrong with Santa Claus, but...] [Anything Muppet #1: Don't you like Christmas?] [Bob: Oh, I love
will make you bob a while Grab a cutie, Duke her Bootee, bust a ?? box That's my duty, girl please do me, don't try to cock block Give nuff respect, I
Tried to write you a love song In the middle of the night Everything rhymed, but it didn't feel quite right Anyway, that's all we need Is another
call a pimp That's what I call a gangsta To the fullest, shit I'm tryin' to make more cream By every step to September 14th That's my dream So I
to throw that sweet memory away The book by Fitzgerald that I bought for your birthday Is packed in a box with my love letters you saved And you're taking
Words by Jen Foster & Kathy Scott Music by Jen Foster Black is only black until you light a candle Stone is only stone until you take a hammer
every joy that I hope I make you feel, and I hear This is as real as it gets y'all. It don't get no realer than this. This is as real as it gets girl.
and my family Together makes good comedy for TV (hey) Drunk again, drunk again, drunk again Uncle Bob is? Lemonade, lemonade, lemonade It cools you down
[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
sinned But Bob's a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks
Written by bob welch. You don't know what she means to me She's a heart that beats close to me And gettin' back to the way I feel Her honest word
a Chiquita you need to grow the banana So can ya Bob like Dylan on my Peter like Criss ‘Til it's Chubby like Checker c'mon baby do the twist It's all in
my heart will end Your love gets me so high Like when we're listening to Bob Marley And you can feel it in the melody Your love gets me so high Like
that's what I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit I'm tryin' to make more cream By every September 14th, that's my dream So I can be more clean as I
all have sinned But Bobs a good dude please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the sun of the mournin'
feel my love? Loud and clear Pulls you near Can you feel my love We got all the memories So much more we can see Better than our first kiss Snow falling
I'll only pout at you until I get my way I won't dance, you won't sing I just want to love you but you wanna wear my ring Well there's nothing I can do I