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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan"Talkin' New York". Ramblin' outa the wild west. Leavin' the towns i love the best. Thought i'd seen some ups and down. "til i come into new york town. People goin' down to the
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ti. ar. al. Absolutely Sweet Marie. Bob Dylan. Well, your railroad gate, you know I just can't jump it. Sometimes it gets so hard, you see. I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet. With all these
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by Bob Dylan. . I got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins,. Death can be the result of the most underrated pain. Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,. But when ya get
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al. arBob Dylan. tiTangled Up In Blue. Artist Bob Dylan. Title Tangled Up In Blue. Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',. I was layin' in bed. Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all. If her hair was
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan - Bob Dylan's 115th Dream. I was riding on the Mayflower. When I thought I spied some land. I yelled for Captain Arab. I have yuh understand. Who came running to the deck. Said
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ti. ar. al. Visions of johanna. Bob Dylan. Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?. We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it. And Louise
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by Bob Dylan. William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll. With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger. At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'. And the cops were called in and his
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ti. ar. al. Visions of johanna. Bob Dylan. Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?. We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it. And Louise
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tiThe Times They Are A Changin'. arBob Dylan. al. Come gather 'round people Wherever you roam. And admit that the waters. Around you have grown. And accept it that soon. You'll be drenched to the
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ti. ar. al. Bob Dylan 'See That My Grave Is Kept Clean". Well there's one kind of favor i'll ask for you. Well there's one kind of favor i'll ask for you. There's just one kind of favor i'll ask for
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by Bob Dylan. Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,. Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent. Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated. She was walking
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tiA Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall. arBob Dylan. al. Bob Dylan - A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall. Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?. Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?. I've stumbled on the
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By Bob Dylan. . Well, your clock is gonna stop. At Saint Peter's gate. Ya gonna ask him what time it is,. He's gonna say, "It's too late. ". Hey, hey!. I'd sure hate to be you. On that
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by Bob Dylan. Don't wanna judge nobody, don't wanna be judged,. Don't wanna touch nobody, don't wanna be touched. Don't wanna hurt nobody, don't wanna be hurt,. Don't wanna treat nobody like they was
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tiA Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall. arBob Dylan. al. Bob Dylan - A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall. Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?. Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?. I've stumbled on the
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ti. ar. al. Stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again. Bob Dylan. Oh, the ragman draws circles. Up and down the block. I'd ask him what the matter was. But I know that he don't talk. And
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ti. ar. al. Stuck inside of mobile with the memphis blues again. Bob Dylan. Oh, the ragman draws circles. Up and down the block. I'd ask him what the matter was. But I know that he don't talk. And
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tiLay Lady Lay. arBob Dylan. al. Bob Dylan - Lay Lady Lay. Lay, lady, lay. lay across my big brass bed. Lay, lady, lay. lay across my big brass bed. Whatever colors you have in your mind. I'll show
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