Bob Dylan
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from the album The Times They Are A-Changin'
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Oh all the money that in my whole life I spent
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Be it mine right or wrongfully
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I'd let it slip gladly past the hands of my friends
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To tie up the time most forcefully
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But the bottles are done, we've killed each one
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And the table is full and overflowed
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And the corner sign says it's closing time
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So I'll bid farewell and be down the road
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Oh every boy that ever I've touched
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I did not do it harmfully
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And every boy that ever I've hurt
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I did not do it knowingly
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But to remain as friends, you need the time
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To make amends and stay behind
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And since my feet are now fast
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And point away from the past
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I'll bid farewell and be down the line
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Oh every foe that ever I faced
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The cause was there before we came
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And every cause that ever I fought
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I fought it full without regret or shame
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But the dark does die as the curtain is drawn
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And somebody's eyes must meet the dawn
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And if I see the day I'd only have to stay
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So I'll bid farewell in the night and be gone
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Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
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To disgrace, distract and bother me
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And the dirt of gossip blows into my face
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And the dust of rumors covers me
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But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick
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It can pierce through the dust no matter how thick
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So I'll make my stand and remain as I am
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And bid farewell and not give a damn
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The Restless Farewell
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Joan Baez |