BOB DYLAN

Lonesome Day Blues

  folk  singer-songwriter  classic rock  rock  folk rock
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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Lonesome Day Blues

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Текст песни BOB DYLAN - Lonesome Day Blues




Well, today has been a sad and lonesome dayYeah, today has been a sad and lonesome dayI'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles awayWell, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floorThey're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floorWhen I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door( )Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the warWell, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the warMy sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymoreSamantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five monthsSamantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five monthsDon't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even onceWell the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beastWell the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beastFunny, the things you have the hardest time parting with, are the things you need the leastWell, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdriveI'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdriveSet my dial on the radio, I wish my mother was still aliveI seen your lover-man coming, coming across the barren fieldsI see your lover-man coming, coming across the barren fieldsHe not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he'ssteelWell my captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilledMy captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilledHe's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been killed.Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it wasLast night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it wasYeh I tell myself something's coming, but it never doesI'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowdI'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowdI'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proudWell, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the shelfLeaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelfYou're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself.




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