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This Evening So Soon
03:19
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BOB DYLAN
Foreman, you remember Bob Gibson?
Tell ol Bill, when he comes home this morning
Tell ol Bill when he comes homes this evening
Tell ol Bill when he comes home
to leave them downtown girls alone
This morning, this evening so soon
ol Sal was baking bread this morning
ol Sal was baking bread this evening
ol Sal was baking bread
when she found out that her Bill was dead
This morning, This evening So Soon
She said OH NO it can't be so
this morning
Oh no it can't be so this evening
she said oh no it can't be so
My bill left home about an hour ago this morning, this evening
so soon
Tell ol Bill, when he comes home this morning
Tell ol Bill when he comes homes this evening
Tell ol Bill when he comes home
leave them country girls alone
This morning, this evening so soon
So soon
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2. |
Quitting Time
01:37
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Hello she said
I'm Lookin she said
For the One she said
The one for me she said
I don't know the answer
Ask me later, perhaps
Lemme get off work, perhaps
Lemme clock out, OK?
It's Quitting Time
Call out to me
It's all for free
What's up with you?
I'm fine, how are you?
It's Quitting Time
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3. |
The Hole
03:28
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You say you're sorry, for the things you've done
You say you're sorry, for the words you said
But ya not man enough to tell me in person
No, you're not man enough to pick up your telephone
I drive by your car, but it don't speak
I drive by your white house, but it don't speak
Ya mother she don't look at me anymore
Ya stepfather, well he never spoke to me
The music plays now, but it will fade
The color runs but it shall fade
Don't you know who you are?
Think about it, who are you?
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4. |
Faces
03:19
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I look to the faces on the wall
Searchin for the answers for me
They look back at me with ill feelings
Happy, sad, mad, and even funny
Where do I even go from here?
I'm lost on the wood floor
The guitar keeps in playin
But it don't even make a sound
I tap my shoes, read the news, and pray
God complete the day, let's not belay
Flip on a lamp and i write song
Light a candle and the smell diffuses
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5. |
Tim
03:37
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Old man sittin in a prison cell
Wonderin when he's gonna sail
Get on board that ship and sail
To the noose, to his death
When he sees her, he'll wonder why
why, he chose to die
Young girl, young heart
Wonderin where her father art
A family all torn apart
Where is his heart?
When he sees her, he'll wonder why
why, he chose to die
Slippin' drugs, slippin' meth
Through the cracks, to his friends
Police show up to the house
Put the gun against his blouse
When he sees her, he'll wonder why
why, he chose to die
When he sees her, he'll wonder why
why, he chose to die
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6. |
White Dove
03:19
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I don't know why
the sky is so blue
It might be because I threw my cares into the air
I don't know
the grass is so green
It might be because He wants it to be
I sit and wander
These things i wonder
ask the one up above
He knows about the white dove
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7. |
Savez Vous
03:34
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WALKED THROUGH THE COLD WITH ALL MY MIGHT
TO THE ALLRED THEATER THAT NITE
SAW HER PRETTY FACE
AND SAID ‘WHAT AM I DOING IN THIS PLACE’
SAVEZ VOUS FRANCAIS
JE PENSE QUE
JE POURRAIS VOUS
HEY IT’S ‘NOT DARK YET’
HOW MUCH YOU WANNNA BET
SAT DOWN BESIDE HER
CATCHING FIRE
SAVEZ VOUS FRANCAIS
JE PENSE QUE
JE POURRAIS VOUS
FLANNELS AND NECKLACES
A RED HAT AND SOME SLIP-ONS
THAT WHAT WE WORE THAT NITE
HIDDEN BY THOSE CITY LIGHTS
SAVEZ VOUS FRANCAIS
JE PENSE QUE
JE POURRAIS VOUS
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8. |
My Heart
06:52
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YOU LOOK AT ME IN THE EYES WONDERIN WHERE WE BELONG-TONIGHT
I LOOK BACK AT YOU, N THE EYES, TO LET YA KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE ABOUT US
YA SIT BY THE FIRE TRYNA STAY WARM FOR THE NIGHT
I SIT BY A CUP OF COFFEE, PLAYING MY GUITAR FOR YOU
A RECORD SPINS IN THE BACK ROOM SINGING ABOUT THE GOOD OL TIMES, BACK IN THE DAY
THIS WINTER I WON’T GIVE MY HEART AWAY
IT BELONGS TO FOREMAN, SHE’S MY BAE
MY CATS. MY FLANNELS, AND THE RECORDS
I’LL KEEP EM CLOSE TO MY HEART
THE TELEVISON MUTED TRYIN FOCUS ON THE WORDS THAT YA SAY
BLANKETS TO COVER UP THE MEMORIES DRAPED OVER OUR SOFA
MEMORIES COME AND GO FROM OUR MINDS, AS WE TALK THROUGH THE NITE
RECORDS LINE THE WALL, TELLING OUR STORY THROUGH THE YEARS
THE FIRE ALMOST OUT, BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN OUR LOVE IS OUT,
I LOVE YOU
THIS WINTER I WON’T GIVE MY HEART AWAY
IT BELONGS TO FOREMAN, SHE’S MY BAE
MY CATS. MY FLANNELS, AND THE RECORDS
I’LL KEEP EM CLOSE TO MY HEART
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Answers
06:06
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SEARCHING FOR THE ANSWERS
LOOKIN TO THE FACES ON THE WALL
YOU CREATE WHAT YOU IMAGINE
NEVER GET EXPLAINED, ALWAYS GET ASSUMED
GEORGE SAID ALL THINGS MUST PASS
MY SWEET LORD SPIN ME AROUND
THE SKY WON’T ALWAYS BE BLUE, DARLING
THE ANSWERS WILL COME SOON
BUT DON’T YOU WAIT ON THEM
THEY ARE HERE
I COULD DO ANYTHING FOR LOVE
I’VE GOT THAT PEACEFUL EASY FEELING
I’M NOT THE MAN I ONCE WAS
SORRY FOR THE DIRTY
JUST FADE AWAY WITH ME
AND FIND THAT SPIRITUAL BUZZ
THE SKY WON’T ALWAYS BE BLUE, DARLING
THE ANSWERS WILL COME SOON
BUT DON’T YOU WAIT ON THEM
THEY ARE HERE
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10. |
Jesus and Reasons
03:29
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She stepped out on a Monday night
Didn't let me know
But I could feel that she was beating some devil down
And I sat in the back of my mind thinking
On Jesus and reasons
The darkness of the night coming in again
The winter moving on like a cold kick
You and I freezing in the basement
Listening to Spiritual Buzz
In my head
In my head
You are here
Darling, why don't you come outside tonight?
We'll watch the stars and the cars collide
We can talk and figure our crap out from the inside
And find, we might find
A reason, a life, a face
A light, shines
A light, shines
A light shines
A light shines
Tonight
SPIRITUAL BUZZ
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Bob Dillon Abbott Oklahoma
singer/songwriter playing country, folk, and rock styles.
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