When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Easter time too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When
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 evenin' shadows
?There must be some way out of here", said the joker to the thief "There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine,
I ain't lookin' to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy or crucify you All I really want to do Is, baby
Baby, let me follow you down Baby, let me follow you down Well, I'll do anything in this God Almighty world If you just let me follow you down Can I
Of war and peace, the truth just twists It's curfew gull, it glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the
If not for you Babe, I couldn't find the door I couldn't even see the floor I'd be sad and blue If not for you If not for you Babe, I'd lie awake all
Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore It's gettin' dark, too dark to see I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin'
Come gather 'round people wherever you roam And admit that the waters around you have grown Accept it soon, you'll be drenched to the bone If your time
You got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you got a hand to lend You
They sat together in the park As the evening sky be dark She looked at him and he felt a spark Tingle to his bones, it was then he felt alone And wished
[Originally by Bob Dylan] "There must be some way out of here" said the joker to the thief "There's too much confusion", I can't get no relief Businessmen
[Originally by Bob Dylan] I ain't lookin' to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy or crucify you All
[Originally by Bob Dylan] I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt. He lives in Cambridge. Ric is a blues guitarplayer. I met him one day on The green
[Originally by Bob Dylan] Of war and peace the truth just twists Its curfew gull just glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With
[Originally by Bob Dylan] If not for you, babe, I couldn't find the door Couldn't even see the floor I'd be sad and blue if not for you. If not for
[Originally by Bob Dylan] When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through
[Originally by Bob Dylan] Mama, take this badge off of me I can't use it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see I feel like I'm knockin'
