Track by Bob Dylan


作曲:Bob Dylan

Every step of the way
we walk the line
Your days are numbered,
so are mine
Time is piling’ up,
we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in,
nowhere to escape
City’s just a jungle;
more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it,
trying' to get away
I was raised in the country,
I been working’ in the town
I been in trouble ever since
I set my suitcase down
Got nothing' for you,
I had nothing' before
Don’t even have anything
for myself anymore
Sky full of fire,
pain pouring’ down
Nothing you can sell me,
I’ll see you around
All my powers of expression
and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice
in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day
too long
Well, the devil’s in the alley,
mule’s in the stall
Say anything you wanna,
I have heard it all
I was thinking’
'bout the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming
I was sleeping' in Rosie’s bed
Walking through the leaves,
falling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger
nobody sees
So many things
that we never will undo
I know you’re sorry,
I’m sorry too
Some people will offer

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