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Mr. Tambourine man Bob Dylan





HGey Mister TamAbourine Man, plDay a song for mGe
I'm not sleepDy and there Gis no pe7 lace I'm goAin' to
HGey Mister TamAbourine Man, pDlay a song for mGe
In the jiDngle jangle Gmorning e I'll come foA7llowin yDou

Though I Gknow that evening's Aempire has Dreturned into sGand
VanDished from my haGnd
Left me Dblindly here to staGnd
But se7 till not sAleepin
MGy weariness amaAzes me, I'm brandeDd on my feeGt
I haDve no one to mGeet
And my Dancient empty sGtreet's
Too e7 dead for dAreamin

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped
My hand can't feel to grip
My toe's too numb to step
Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere
I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it

Tho' you might hear laughin singing
Swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone
It's just escaping on the run
And before the sky there are no fences facing
My weariness amazes me
I am branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And my ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

Take me disappearing thru the smokerings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Just to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and faith
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today
Until tomorrow


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