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LAY DOWN YOUR WEARY TUNE
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
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Lay down the song you strum,
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And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
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No voice can hope to hum.
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Struck by the sounds before the sun,
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I knew the night had gone.
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The morning breeze like a bugle blew
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Against the drums of dawn.
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
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Lay down the song you strum,
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And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
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No voice can hope to hum.
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The ocean wild like an organ played,
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The seaweed's wove its strands.
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The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed
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Against the rocks and sands.
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
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Lay down the song you strum,
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And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
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No voice can hope to hum.
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I stood unwound beneath the skies
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And clouds unbound by laws.
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The cryin' rain like a trumpet sang
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And asked for no applause.
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
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Lay down the song you strum,
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And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
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No voice can hope to hum.
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The last of leaves fell from the trees
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And clung to a new love's breast.
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The branches bare like a banjo played
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To the winds that listened best.
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I gazed down in the river's mirror
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And watched its winding strum.
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The water smooth ran like a hymn
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And like a harp did hum.
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
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Lay down the song you strum,
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And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
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No voice can hope to hum.
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LAY DOWN YOUR WEARY
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Bob Dylan |