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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

Spanish Is The Loving Tongue (Unreleased, Self Portrait) Bob Dylan

Spanish is the loving tongueSoft as music light as springIt was a girl I learned it fromLiving down Sonora wayWell I don't look much like a loverStill I here her love words overMostly when I'm all ...

Farewell (Unreleased Studio Ver.) Bob Dylan

Oh it's fare thee well my darlin' true,I'm leavin' in the first hour of the mornI'm bound off for the bay of MexicoOr maybe the coast of CalifornSo it's fare thee well my own true love,We'll meet a...

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

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.

TEMPORARY LIKE ACHILLES Bob Dylan

I'm tryin' to read your portrait, but, I'm helpless, like a rich man's child. How come you send someone out to have me barred? You know I want your lovin', Honey, why are you so hard?

Talking New Bob Dylan Loudon Wainwright III

Hey, Bob Dylan, I wrote you a song Today is your birthday if I'm not wrong If I'm not mistaken, you're 50 today How are you doin', Bob? What do you say?

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

BAND OF THE HAND Bob Dylan

of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Band of the hand Down these streets the fools rule There's no freedom or self

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.

Saro Sam Amidon

I came to this country 18 and 49 I thought myself lucky For to be alive I looked all around me No one could I see That I could compare with My pretty Saree I wish I was a poet Could write in find hand

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

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must the cannonballs fly Before they\'re forever ba...

Bob Dylan Nine Days

It's just like Bob Dylan says... Stop depression of my own walk the only road I know. If I am only dreamin' then I am not that far from it.

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

Et vull donar les gràcies per les cançonsQue quan era petit jo cantavaAssegut a darrera el Renault 12Escoltant les melodies sense saber què deienJo juraria que a mi em van ferAmb la música de f...

Someday Baby Bob Dylan

care what you say I don't care where you go or how long you stay Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry po' me any more Well you take my money and you turn it out You fill me up with nothin' but self

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.

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

Pretty Saro Andreas Scholl

Down in some lone valley, In a lonesome place Where the wild birds do whistle, And their notes do increase Farewell pretty Saro, I bid you adieu, But I'll dream of pretty Saro Wherever I go.

Pretty Saro Judy Collins

Down in some lone valley in a lonesome place Where the wild birds all whistle and their notes do increase Farewell Pretty Saro I must bid you adieu And I'll dream of Pretty Saro wherever I go My love she

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.

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."

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

You're No Good Bob Dylan

I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama I helped you when you had no food to eat.

My Back Pages (Dylan / Roger McGuinn / Tom Petty) Bob Dylan

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.

MY BACK PAGES Bob Dylan

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.

My Back Pages (Album Version) Bob Dylan

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

ON A NIGHT LIKE THIS Bob Dylan

On a night like this So glad you've come to stay Hold on to me, pretty miss Say you'll never go away to stray.

GOD KNOWS Bob Dylan

GOD KNOWS God knows you ain't pretty, God knows it's true. God knows there ain't anybody Ever gonna take the place of you.

My Wife's Home Town Bob Dylan

steal, make you rob Give you the hives, make you lose your job Make things bad, she can make things worse She got stuff more potent than a gypsy curse One of these days I'll end up on the run I'm pretty

TROUBLE IN MIND Bob Dylan

They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives, Put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs or their wives.

PLEASE, MRS. HENRY Bob Dylan

I'm down on my knees An' I ain't got a dime Well, I'm groanin' in a hallway Pretty soon I'll be mad Please, Missus Henry, won't you Take me to your dad?

LEOPARD-SKIN PILL-BOX HAT Bob Dylan

see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you must tell me, baby How your head feels under somethin' like that Under your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you look so pretty

TOUGH MAMA Bob Dylan

The Lone Wolf went out drinking That was over pretty fast. Sweet Goddess Your perfect stranger's comin' in at last.

Leopard-skin Pill-box Hat (John Mellencamp) Bob Dylan

Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you must tell me, baby How your head feels under somethin' like that Under your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you look so pretty

Leopard-Skin-Phil-Box Hat (Alternate Take) Bob Dylan

Yes, I see you got your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you must tell me, baby How your head feels under somethin` like that Under your brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat Well, you look so pretty

Self Portrait Blackmore's Night

<< Self Portrait >> --- Blackmore's Night Paint me a picture and hang it on the wall Color is darkly, the lines will start to crawl Down... down... down...

Self Portrait Rainbow

Paint me your picture and hang it on the wall Color it darkly, the lines must start to crawl Down, down, down Spin me around and around Draw me away to the night from the day Leave not a trace to...

Self Portrait Deep Purple

Self Portrait (Blackmore/Dio) Paint me your picture and hang it on the wall Color it darkly, the lines must start to crawl Down, down, down Spin me around and around Draw me away to the night

Self-Portrait 조율

Around the bend, I walk alone,To a well where silence has grown.I gaze into the quiet deep,Where moonlight stirs and clouds do creep.In the well, the moon shines bright,Clouds drift by in soft twil...

Self-Portrait Talia Mar

'Cause my last man, he painted me out to be someone I hate on Got my self-worth all messed up Think I need to do a self-portrait Put the pen to the page Remind me what he missed I'ma draw it like my heart

Up On Cripple Creek Bob Dylan

a fall To the bottom of my feet And I swore as I took another pull My Bessie can't be beat [Chorus] Now, it's hot in California And up north it's freezing cold And this living off the road Is getting pretty

Like A Rolling Stone (Live Ver.) Bob Dylan

it's atAfter he tookfrom you everythinghe could stealHow does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stonePrincess on the steepleand all the pretty

Tweedle Dee &amp; Tweedle Dum Bob Dylan

makin' hay They seem determined to go all the way They run a brick 'n' tile company Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee Well, a childish dream is a deathless need And a noble truth is a sacred creed My pretty

Tweedle Dee & Tweedel Dum Bob Dylan

they're makin' hay They seem determined to go all the way They run a brick 'n' tile company Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee Well, a childish dream is a deathless need And a noble truth is a sacred creed My pretty