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I ain’t lookin’ to compete with you Beat or cheat or mistreat you Simplify you, classify you Deny, defy, or crucify you All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you No, I ain’t lookin’ to fight with you Frighten you or tighten you Drag you down or drain you down Chain you down or bring you down All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you I don’t want to fake you out Take or shake or forsake you out I ain’t lookin’ for you to feel like me See like me or be like me I don’t want to meet your kin Make you spin or do you in Or select you or dissect you Or inspect you or reject you All I really want to do Is baby be friends with you |
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| 2. |
| 3:51 |
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Far between sundown’s finish and midnight’s broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors, whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud’s white curtain in a far off corner flashed And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, srung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing |
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| 3. |
| 3:03 |
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But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin' through And it's all over now, Baby Blue. The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. Strike another match, go start anew And it's all over now, Baby Blue. |
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| 4. |
| 3:30 |
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Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum Sruck by the sounds before the sun I knew the night had gone The morning breeze like a bugle blew Against the drums of dawn Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The ocean wild like an organ played The seaweed wove its strands The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed Against the rocks and sands Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum The last of leaves fell from the trees And clung to a new love's breast The branches bare like a banjo played To the winds that listened best Lay down your weary tune, lay down Lay down the song you strum And rest yourself beneath the strength of strings No voice can hope to hum |
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| 5. |
| 3:17 |
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Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have in your mind I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And you're the best thing that he's ever seen Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing in front of you Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead |
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| 2:29 |
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Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm goin' to Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you Take me for a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship All my senses have been stripped And my hands can't feel to grip And my toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin' I'm ready to go anywhere I'm ready for to fade On to my own parade cast your dancin' spell my way I promise to go under it Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm goin' to Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you |
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| 3:08 |
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E C#m Abm Crimson flames tied through my ears A B E Rollin' high and mighty traps E C#m Abm Pounced with fire on flaming roads A B Using ideas as my maps C#m Abm "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I A B Proud 'neath heated brow. E A E Ah, but I was so much older then, A B E (intro riff twice) I'm younger than that now. Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth "Rip down all hate," I screamed Lies that life is black and white Spoke from my skull. I dreamed Romantic facts [flanks] of musketeers Foundationed deep, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, bI'm younger than that now. [The next two verses were left out by The Byrds] Girls' faces formed the forward path From phony jealousy To memorizing politics Of ancient history Flung down by corpse evangelists Unthought of, though, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. A self-ordained professor's tongue Too serious to fool Spouted out that liberty Is just equality in school "Equality," I spoke the word As if a wedding vow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. [The Byrds pick it up here] In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand At the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach My pathway led [Sisters fled] by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. [12-string guitar solo followed by the refrain] Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats Too noble to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms Quite clear, no doubt, somehow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. |
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| 3:24 |
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Nothing was delivered And I tell this truth to you Not out of spite or anger But, simply because it's true Now you must provide some answers For what you sell has not been received And the sooner you come up with them The sooner you can leave Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest Nothing was delivered Just what you had in mind When you made everybody pay Now I hope you won't object to this Giving back all of what you owe And the sooner you come up with them The sooner you can leave Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest Nothing was delivered But I can't say I sympathise With what your fate is going to be Yes, for telling all those lies No, nothing was delivered Yes, and someone must explain That as long as it takes to do this Then that's how long you'll remain Nothing is better, nothing is best Take care of your health and get plenty of rest |
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| 3:09 |
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You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you gota helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that's winning You say I let you down You know it's not like that If you're so hurt Why then don't you show it You say you lost your faith But that's not where it's at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You're in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I'd make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don't know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say, "How are you?" "Good luck" But you don't mean it When you know as well as me You'd rather see me paralyzed Why don't you just come out once And scream it No, I do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I'd rob them And now I know you're dissatisfied With your position and your place Don't you understand It's not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is To see you |
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| 1:57 |
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Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat Your temperature's too hot for taming Your flaming feet burn up the street I am homeless come and take me Into reach of your rattling drums Let me know babe about my fortune Down along my restless palms Gypsy gal, you got me swallowed I have fallen far beneath Your pearly eyes so fast and slashing An' your flashing diamond teeth The night is pitch black, come and make my Pale face fit in to place,ah, please! I gotta know babe, I'm nearly drowning If it's you, my lifelines trace I been wond'rin' all about me Ever since I seen you there On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where You have slayed me, you have made me I got to laugh halfways off my heels I got to know babe, will you surround me? So I can tell if I'm really real |
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| 2:18 |
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Come gather round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you is worth savin' Then you better start swimming Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a changin Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen Keep your eyes open The chance won't come again Watch what you say For the wheel's still in spin And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a changin Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he who gets hurt Will be he who has stalled The battle outside raging It'll rattle your windows and shake down your walls For the times they are a changin Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticise What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is rapidly aging Get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a changin |
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If your memory serves you well We were going to meet again and wait So I'm going to unpack all my things And sit before it gets too late No man alive will comfort you With another tale to tell But you know that we shall meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel's on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode If your memory serves you well I was going to confiscate your lace and wrap it up in a sailor's knot And hide it in your case If I knew for sure that it was yours But it was oh so hard to tell But you knew that we would meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel's on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode If your memory serves you well You'll remember you're the one That called on them to call on him To get your favors done And after every plan had failed And there was nothing more to tell You knew that we would meet again If your memory serves you well This wheel's on fire Rolling down the road Best notify my next of kin This wheel shall explode |
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| 2:33 |
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Clouds so swift Rain won't lift Gate won't close Railings froze Get your mind off wintertime You ain't goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, Oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair I don't care How many letters they send Morning came and morning went Pack up your money Pick up your tent You ain't goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, Oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair Buy me a flute And a gun that shoots Tailgates and substitutes Strap yourself To a tree with roots You ain't goin nowhere Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, Oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair Now Genghis Kahn He could not keep All his kings Supplied with sleep We'll climb that hill no matter how steep When we get up to it Whoo-ee ride me high Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come Oh, Oh are we gonna fly Down in the easy chair |
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| 3:01 | 
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| 3:55 |
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Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev'rybody knows that Baby's got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and her bows Have fallen from her curls She takes just like a Woman, yes, she does She makes love just like A woman, yes, she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl Queen Mary, she's my friend Yes, I believe I'll go see her again Nobody has to guess That Baby can't be blessed Till she sees finally That she's like all the rest With her fog, her Amphetamine and her pearls She takes just like a Woman, yes, she does She makes love just like A woman, yes, she does And she aches just like a woman But she breaks just like a little girl It was raining from the first And I was dying there of thirst So I came in here And your long-time curse hurts But what's worse Is this pain in here I can't stay in here Ain't it clear that- I just can't fit Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit When we meet again introduced as friends Please don't let on that you knew me when I was hungry and it was your world. Ah, you fake just like a Woman, yes, you do You make love just like a Woman, yes, you do Then you ache just like a woman But you break just like a little girl |
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Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have in your mind I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And you're the best thing that he's ever seen Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing in front of you Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead |
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| 1:54 |
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Come gather round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you is worth savin' Then you better start swimming Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a changin Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen Keep your eyes open The chance won't come again Watch what you say For the wheel's still in spin And there ain't tellin' who that it's naming For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a changin Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he who gets hurt Will be he who has stalled The battle outside raging It'll rattle your windows and shake down your walls For the times they are a changin Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticise What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is rapidly aging Get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a changin |
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| 2:30 |
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Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm goin' to Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you Take me for a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship All my senses have been stripped And my hands can't feel to grip And my toes too numb to step Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin' I'm ready to go anywhere I'm ready for to fade On to my own parade cast your dancin' spell my way I promise to go under it Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm goin' to Hey Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning, I'll come followin' you |
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| 3:24 |
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Far between sundown’s finish and midnight’s broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors, whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud’s white curtain in a far off corner flashed And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Starry eyed and laughing, as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended And we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed till the tolling ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, srung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing |
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| 3:10 |
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Trails of troubles
Roads of battles Paths of victory I shall walk The trail is dusty And my road it might be rough But the better roads are waiting And boys it ain't far off Trails of troubles. I walked down by the river I turned my head up high I saw that silver linin' That was hangin' in the sky Trails of troubles The evenin' dusk was rollin' I was walking down the track There was a one-way wind a-blowin' And it was blowin' at my back Trails of troubles The gravel road is bumpy It's a hard road to ride But there's a clearer road a-waitin' With the cinders on the side Trails of troubles That evening train was rollin' The hummin' of its wheels My eyes they saw a better day As I looked across the fields Trails of troubles. The trail is dusty The road it might be rough But the good road is a-waitin' And boys it ain't far off Trails of troubles |
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