I'm beginnin' to hear voices and there's no one around
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I'm all used up and the fields have turned brown
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I went to church on Sunday as she passed by
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And my love for her has taken such a long time to die
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Well, I'm waist deep, waist deep in the mist
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It's almost like, almost like, I don't exist
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I'm twenty miles out of town, Cold Irons bound.
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Well, the walls of pride are high and wide
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Can't see over to the other side
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It's such a sad thing to see beauty decay
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It's sadder still to feel your heart turn away
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One look at you and I'm out of control
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Like the universe has swallowed me whole
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I'm twenty miles out of town and Cold Irons bound.
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There's too many people, too many to recall
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I thought some of 'em were friends of mine, I was wrong about 'em all
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Well, the road is rocky and the hillside mud
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Up over my head, nothing but clouds of blood
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I found my world, found my world in you
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But your love just hasn't proved true
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I'm twenty miles out of town and Cold Irons bound
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Twenty miles out of town, Cold Irons bound.
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Well the winds in Chicago have torn me to shreds
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Reality has always had too many heads
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Some things last longer than you think they will
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Some kind of things you can never kill
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Though it's you, and you only, I'm singin' about
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But you can't see in and it's hard looking out
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I'm twenty miles out of town and Cold Irons bound.
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Well, the fat's in the fire and the water's in the tank
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Well, the whiskey's in the jar and the money's in the bank
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I tried to love and protect you because I care
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I'm gonna remember forever the joy we've shared
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Looking at you and I'm on my bended knee
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You've no idea what you did to me
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I'm twenty miles out of town and Cold Irons bound
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Twenty miles out of town and Cold Irons bound.
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Cold Irons Bound
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Bob Dylan |