Well I wandered alone through a desert of stone
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And I dreamt of my future wife
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My sword's in my hand and I'm next in command
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In this vision of death called life
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My plate and my cup, I rack straight up
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I took a rose from a hand of a child
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When I kiss your lips, the honey drips
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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Every day we meet on any old street
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And you're in your girlish prime
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The short and the tall are coming to the ball
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I'll go there all of the time
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Behind every tree, there's something to see
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The river is wider than a mile
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I tried you twice, you can't be nice
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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Here comes the nurse with money in her purse
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Here comes the ladies and men
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You push it all in and you've no chance to win
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You play them all down to the end
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I'm laying in the sand getting a sunshine tan
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Moving along, riding in style
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From my toes to my head, you knock me dead
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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I count the years and I shed no tears
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I'm blinded to what might have been
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Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice
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Play me the wild song of the wind
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I've found hopeless love in the room above
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When the sun and the weather were mild
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You were as fine as wine, I ain't handin' you no line
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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All the merry little elves can go hang themselves
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My faith is as cold as can be
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I stack high to the roof and I'm not without proof
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If you don't believe me, come see
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You think I'm blue? I think so too
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In my words, you'll find no guile
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The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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The game's gotten old, the deck's gone cold
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I'm gonna have to put you down for awhile
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Huck's tune
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| Bob Dylan |
