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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

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
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
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
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
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