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Pretty Boy Floyd Bob Dylan If you'll gather 'round me children A story I will tell Of Pretty Boy Floyd an outlaw Oklahoma knew him well. Pretty Peggy-O Bob Dylan Well, as we marched down, as we marched down Well, as we marched down to Fennerio' Well, our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove Her name that she had was Pretty Peggy-O Well, what will your mother MINSTREL BOY Bob Dylan MINSTREL BOY Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? Who's gonna let it roll? Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? Who's gonna let it down easy to save his soul? Po' Boy Bob Dylan Man came to the door, I say 'for whom were you lookin Says 'your wife', I say 'she's busy in the kitchen cookin'' Po' boy, where you been? Pretty Saro (Unreleased, Self Portrait) Bob Dylan Down in some lone valley In a sad lonesome place Where the wild birds do all Their notes to increase Farewell pretty Saro I bid you Adieu But I dream of pretty Saro Wherever I go Well my love she Marchin' To The City Bob Dylan Rule the earth and the skies Looking for nothing Anyone's eyes Once I had pretty girls Did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Snowflakes are falling Around my head Lord have QUIT YOUR LOW DOWN WAYS Bob Dylan QUIT YOUR LOW DOWN WAYS Oh, you can read out your Bible, You can fall down on your knees, pretty mama, And pray to the Lord But it ain't gonna do no good. Beyond Here Lies Nothin' Bob Dylan oh well I love you pretty baby you're the only love I've ever known just as long as you stay with me the whole world is my throne down here lies nothing, nothing we could call our own well, I'm POOR BOY BLUES Bob Dylan POOR BOY BLUES Mm, tell mama, Where'd ya sleep last night? Cain't ya hear me cryin'? Hm, hm, hm. Hey, tell me baby, What's the matter here? Cain't ya hear me cryin'? Hm, hm, hm. Little Drummer Boy Bob Dylan bring Pa, rum, pa, pum, pum To lay before the king Pa, rum, pa, pum, pum Rum, a pum pum Rum, pa, pum, pum So to honor him Pa, rum, pa, pum, pum When we come Little baby Pa, rum, pa, pum, pum I am a poor boy LITTLE MAGGIE Bob Dylan Pretty flowers are made for blooming, Pretty stars are made to shine. Pretty girls are made for boy's love, Little Maggie was made for mine. PLEASE, MRS. HENRY Bob Dylan I'm a good ol' boy But I've been sniffin' too many eggs Talkin' to too many people Drinkin' too many kegs Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! Please, Missus Henry, Missus Henry, please! LOVE HENRY Bob Dylan Some pretty little girl in Cornersville I love far better than thee." He layed his head on a pillow of down. Kisses she gave him three. Bob Dylan Nine Days Bob Dylan Bobby's in the basement making his movie, He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy. Bob Dylan Blowin\' In The Wind Bob Dylan Eppu Normaali Dylan on Messias Dylan on vapahtaja Dylan meidät pelastaa Nyt mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon c'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan (maan Bob Dylan Sanjosex WENT TO SEE THE GYPSY Bob Dylan A pretty dancing girl was there, And she began to shout, "Go on back to see the gypsy. He can move you from the rear, Drive you from your fear, Bring you through the mirror. UNDER THE RED SKY Bob Dylan UNDER THE RED SKY There was a little boy and there was a little girl And they lived in an alley under the red sky. Do You Hear What I Hear? Bob Dylan see what I see Way up in the sky, little lamb, Do you see what I see A star, a star, dancing in the night With a tail as big as a kite With a tail as big as a kite Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy Pretty boy floyd Melanie Safka Title: Pretty Boy Floyd Artist: Melanie Safka [Written by Woody Gutherie] [1973] Come gather \'round me children, there\'s a story I will tell About Pretty Boy Floyd, an outlaw, Oklahoma knew Pretty Boy Floyd The Byrds Well gather round children, a story I will tell About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon His wife beside him in a wagon as into town MOONSHINER Bob Dylan And set up my still And if whiskey don't kill Then I don't know what will I'll go to some bar room And drink with my friends Where the women can't follow And see what I spend God bless them pretty MOZAMBIQUE Bob Dylan There's lots of pretty girls in Mozambique And plenty time for good romance And everybody likes to stop and speak To give the special one you seek a chance Or maybe say hello with just a glance. See That My Grave Is Kept Clean Bob Dylan Did you ever hear that coffin sound Did you ever hear that coffin sound Did you ever hear that coffin sound Means another poor boy is underground. The Boxer Bob Dylan I'm just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squadered my resistance For a pocketful of numbles Such are promises, all lies and jest Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the BUCKETS OF RAIN Bob Dylan I been meek And hard like an oak I seen pretty people disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, friends will disappear, If you want me, honey baby, I'll be here. BLACKJACK DAVEY Bob Dylan "How old are you, my pretty little miss, How old are you, my honey?" She answered to him with a lovin' smile "I'll be sixteen come Sunday, Be sixteen come Sunday." TWO SOLDIERS Bob Dylan TWO SOLDIERS He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy, His voice was low with pain. "I'll do your bidding, comrade mine, If I ride back again. You`re No Good Bob Dylan After when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama After when you had no food to eat Now you\'re that kind of woman that just don\'t understand You\'re taking all my money and give it to another