," he cried so loud with a voice without restraint. "Come out, you gifted kings and queens and hear my sad complaint. No martyr is among you now whom
(B. Dylan) I pity the poor immigrant who wishes he would have stayed home Who uses all his power to do evil but in the end is always left so alone That
trace of misery A phrase in connection first with she occurred That love is just a four-letter word Outside a rattling store-front window Cats meowed to the break of day
(B. Dylan) My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like fire like ice People
friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty. But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches Tell you now that
(B. Dylan) Down the street the dogs are barkin' And the day is a-gettin' dark. As the night comes in a-fallin', The dogs 'll lose their bark. An' the
every boy that ever I've hurt I did not do it knowingly But to remain as friends, you need the time To make amends and stay behind And since my feet are now
(B. Dylan, R. Manuel) We carried you in our arms On Independence Day, And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way. Oh what dear daughter '
day just had to go, And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show, Who among them do you think would employ you? Now you stand with your
(B. Dylan) Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled
high Tomorrow's the day my man's gonna come Oh, oh, are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair! Whoo-ee! Ride me high Tomorrow's the day my man's gonna
west unto the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, Is a man who swears he's not to blame. All day