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and I heard her presentation on the great
Norwegian feminist writer Cora Sandel. I had been intrigued by Sandel
and Altmulig, introduced myself, and we
were new Bob Dylans, your dumb ass kid brothers
Well, we still get together every week at Bruce's house
Why, he's got quite a spread I tell ya, it's
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
don't impress me Dobalina
The style of dress is not the key Dobalina
It's all in the mind and the heart, so you should start
By remembering ya gotta
Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
This story I'm about to tell
They'd tell it better than me
But Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
So
of E
Yeah we're just kickin' it back in my Bob Dylan dream
I've got a straw and it's my last
You can't change my mind with a backstage pass
Why must
for the taking we are all soldiers
We are as one no time for the haters
Just be yourself laters
Blessed by bob that's how I feel
Blessed by bob let's
we're out of state
And when they find us it'll be too late
Bob-bob-bob-bob-bobbie Sue
Can't, can't you see my love is true
I want
Well it's B.o.B., flyer than a stewardess
Fresh to death like I'm dressed for a eulogy
My outfit's retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb
I'll
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
time it felt like I had
Built a hundred grand has it ended? damn
It was brick by brick but was it all sand?
Dylan land, why do I feel like there's
a preacher and we'll do it right
Bob-Bob-Bob-Bob-Bobbie Sue
Can't, can't you see my love is true
I want to ma-ma-ma-ma-marry you
a preacher and we'll do it right
Bob-Bob-Bob-Bob-Bobbie Sue
Can't, can't you see my love is true
I want to ma-ma-ma-ma-marry you
we're out of state
And when they find us it'll be too late
Bob-bob-bob-bob-bobbie Sue
Can't, can't you see my love is true
I want
Friday night
Got the windows rolled down
The seat reclined
Givin' everybody that rock on sign
Yeah, turn it up to ten
Hey, y'all join in
Bob that head
Come
Bob Dylan's Dream
Robert Dylan, Bob Dylan Music OBO Special Rider Music
While riding on a train going west
I fell asleep for to take my rest
I
like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It
Let it be declared, that he is Public Enemy #2.
DY: You leave him alone!
IG: And as for your precious diamond, we have that too. Here, all valuables
festival fee
Had to make it happen for myself to believe
Open the door for the new generation, but they don't see who we help them to be
Me and Devlin
not keeping up you better quicken your pace
Fellas to my left, and Rachel's on my right
We made it to Mammoth, but we had to drive all night
Nashville's
it could be worse?
Well step in my shoes, put yourself in my shirt
I'm only human y'all so we all gotta work
But sometimes I wonder why I even came
niggas we putting it down
I'm all alone
On an empty night
The lights in the cold sky
Arent so bright
Arent so bright
Fill up them hospitals
Cole you gon
to a consumer. And all consumers know that when the producer names the tune?the consumer has got to dance. That's the way it is. We used to be a producer ? very
who giggle walking by
People love Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash and The Stones
But no one seems to give a damn when I play one of my own
I guess that's
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