Lyrics:
Read all about it; tell me
Have you heard the news?
Captain Bob - he don't pay no dues
You know he's looking in my window
He's stepping on my
Wants to keep me far from You
If it wasn't for Your love that holds me
I would give in to the
Magnet of the world
When a compass pulled by magnetism
you down
For all your world, the treasures
For your battles lost in one
Nothing left to measure
It's you and me and the colour of the sun
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
me out of the sinking sand
A moment too soon
Little do you know but I
I was searching for you
And your gypsy soul
You and your gypsy soul
You
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
hanging over me
I've walked the line, stood by your side,
I've kept you company
And all those times you felt like crying,
I've held you close to me
Now
To not go and be seen and just go and be me
And there was no in-between, you either loved it or hate it
Every CD, critics gave it a three
Then three
You-hoo, you-hoo...
Okay, now everybody-!
Isn't it warm, isn't it rosy?
Side by side...
Ports in a storm, comfy and cozy
Side by side...
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
you're at
Or at least it'll help you to feel it
By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake
My head was out the window
Janey's fingers were in the cake
I
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
really hurt,
He ran into the lake in just his socks and a shirt
Me and crazy Janey was makin love in the dirt
Singin our birthday song
Janey said it
didn't wish for anything?
Okay, but, everybody's so curious
Tell but lie
Thank you for including me in your thoughts
Your lives
Stay exactly
the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone
We'll raise our children, in the peaceful way we can
It's up to you and me brother
To try and try again
So,
you light your pipe?
I love the smell of tobacco in the air.
Tell me again about how it was before I came to be
In the old country
Wrap me up in
been a gypsy,
Then maybe I could read the crystal ball,
Cause surrounded by these walls,
Just makes me feel uneasy.
I said hey, Sister Moonshine
Won't
up for oxygen
And we laid out by the lake listening to Stevie Nicks
And she told me bout the way she doesn't think she fits
In the present day
She
never take the lead, I could never bob and weave
From a negative and letting them annihilate me
And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed
Finna run
ever come by here, be it for Jane or for me
I want you to know your enemy's sleeping, I want you to know your woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for
the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone
We'll raise our children, in the peaceful way we can
It's up to you and me brother
To try and try again
So,
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
A fair ground?s painted swings
These foolish things remind me
crunk
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought
us alone
We'll raise our children, in the peaceful way we can
It's up to you and me brother
To try and try again
So, hear us now, we ain't wastin time
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