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Blowing In The Wind

How many roads must a man walk down

Before they call him a man

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand

How many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

The answer is blowing in the wind

How many years must a mountain exist

Before it is washed to the sea

How many years can some people exist

Before they're allowed to be free

How many times can a man turn his head

And pretend that he just doesn't see

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

The answer is blowing in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky

How many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry

How many deaths will it take

'Till he knows that too many people have died

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

The answer is blowing in the wind

You Belong To Me

You Belong To Me / Bob Dylon

(From Natural Born Killers Soundtrack)

See the pyramids along the Nile

Watch the sunrise on a tropic isle

Just remember, darling, all the while

You belong to me

See the marketplace in old Algiers

Send me photographs and souvenirs

Just remember when a dream appears

You belong to me

I'll be so alone without you

Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean in a silver plane

See the jungle when it's wet with rain

Just remember 'til you're home again

You belong to me

I'll be so alone without you

Maybe you'll be lonesome too

Fly the ocean in a silver plane

See the jungle when it's wet with rain

Just remember 'til you're home again

You belong to me

forever young

May God bless and keep you always,

May your wishes all come true,

May you always do for others

And let others do for you

May you build a ladder to the stars

And climb on every rung,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young

May you grow up to be righteous,

May you grow up to be true,

May you always know the truth

And see the lights surrounding you

May you always be courageous,

Stand upright and be strong,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young

May your hands always be busy,

May your feet always be swift,

May you have a strong foundation

When the winds of changes shift

May your heart always be joyful,

May your song always be sung,

May you stay forever young,

Forever young, forever young,

May you stay forever young

down in the flood

歌手：bob dylan 专辑：the basement tapes

by Bob Dylan

Crash on the levee, mama,

Water's gonna overflow,

Swamp's gonna rise,

No boat's gonna row

Now, you can train on down

To Williams Point,

You can bust your feet,

You can rock this joint

But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now

You're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow

Now, don't you try an' move me,

You're just gonna lose

There's a crash on the levee

And, mama, you've been refused

Well, it's sugar for sugar

And salt for salt,

If you go down in the flood,

It's gonna be your own fault

Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now

You're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow

Well, that high tide's risin',

Mama, don't you let me down

Pack up your suitcase,

Mama, don't you make a sound

Now, it's king for king,

Queen for queen,

It's gonna be the meanest flood

That anybody's seen

Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now

Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself

Another best friend, somehow

visions of johanna

歌手：bob dylan 专辑：no direction home: the soundtrack (the bootleg series vol 7)

by Bob Dylan

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet

We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it

Lights flicker from the opposite loft

In this room the heat pipes just cough

The country music station plays soft

But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off

Just Louise and her lover so entwined

And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play blindman's bluff with the key chain

And the all-night girls they whisper of escapades out on the "D" train

We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight

Ask himself if it's him or them that's really insane

Louise, she's all right, she's just near

She's delicate and seems like the mirror

But she just makes it all too concise and too clear

That Johanna's not here

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously

He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously

And when bringing her name up

He speaks of a farewell kiss to me

He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless and all

Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall

How can I explain

Oh, it's so hard to get on

And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial

Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while

But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues

You can tell by the way she smiles

See the primitive wallflower freeze

When the jelly-faced women all sneeze

Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze

I can't find my knees"

Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule

But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The peddler now speaks to the countess who's pretending to care for him

Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for him"

But like Louise always says

"Ya can't look at much, can ya man"

As she, herself, prepares for him

And Madonna, she still has not showed

We see this empty cage now corrode

Where her cape of the stage once had flowed

The fiddler, he now steps to the road

He writes ev'rything's been returned which was owed

On the back of the fish truck that loads

While my conscience explodes

The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

ballad of a thin man

歌手：bob dylan 专辑：no direction home: the soundtrack (the bootleg series vol 7)

by Bob Dylan

You walk into the room

With your pencil in your hand

You see somebody naked

And you say, "Who is that man"

You try so hard

But you don't understand

Just what you'll say

When you get home

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

You raise up your head

And you ask, "Is this where it is"

And somebody points to you and says

"It's his"

And you say, "What's mine"

And somebody else says, "Where what is"

And you say, "Oh my God

Am I here all alone"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

You hand in your ticket

And you go watch the geek

Who immediately walks up to you

When he hears you speak

And says, "How does it feel

To be such a freak"

And you say, "Impossible"

As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

You have many contacts

Among the lumberjacks

To get you facts

When someone attacks your imagination

But nobody has any respect

Anyway they already expect you

To just give a check

To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors

And they've all liked your looks

With great lawyers you have

Discussed lepers and crooks

You've been through all of

F Scott Fitzgerald's books

You're very well read

It's well known

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you

And then he kneels

He crosses himself

And then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice

He asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back

Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

Now you see this one-eyed midget

Shouting the word "NOW"

And you say, "For what reason"

And he says, "How"

And you say, "What does this mean"

And he screams back, "You're a cow

Give me some milk

Or else go home"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

Well, you walk into the room

Like a camel and then you frown

You put your eyes in your pocket

And your nose on the ground

There ought to be a law

Against you comin' around

You should be made

To wear earphones

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones

moonlight

歌手：bob dylan 专辑：love and theft

Seasons they are turning and my sad heart is yearning

I hear again the songbird weep below his tone

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The dusky light the day is losing

Orchards, poppies, black eyed Susan

The earth and sky that melts with flesh and bone

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The air is thick and heavy all along the levee

Where the geese into the countryside have flown

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

Well, I'm preaching peace and harmony

The blessings of tranquility

Yet I know when the time is right to strike

I take you 'cross the river, dear

You no need to linger here

I know the kinds of things you like

The clouds are turning crimson, the leaves fall from the limbs and

The branches cast their shadows over stone

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The boulevards of cypress trees, the masquerade of birds and bees

The petals blinking white, the wind has blown

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

The trailing moss in mystico, the purple blossom soft as snow

My tears keep flowing to the sea

Doctor, lawyer, indian chief, it takes a thief to catch a thief

For whom does the bell toll for, love

It tolls for you and me

Old pulses running through my palm, the sharp hills are rising from

Yellow fields with twisted oaks that grow

Won't you meet me out in the moonlight alone

shelter from the storm

歌手：dylan bob 专辑：blood on the tracks

by Bob Dylan

'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood

When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud

I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form

"Come in," she said,