Bob Dylan's Blues

Jim Savarino © 2001


My last good friend on the West Coast	
Sat by the ocean with me	
She said you'll need your strength my friend	
To live in the land of the free	

Out on some highway in Utah	
I blew out my last pair of shoes	
Now I'm alone with my cellular phone	
Singin' Bob Dylan's Blues	 

Well, the clouds, I think they are lifting
Been lifting for many a year
Give it some time just a cent'ry or two
I think it'll be pretty clear

The ladies apply their makeup
While the gentlemen tune in the news
A container truck loads up the misery
And the driver sings Bob Dylan's Blues

But for me, I cannot tarry
There's a sale at the old five and dime
I will buy back all of the mem'ries I lost
If I can just get there on time

The rivers they all run backwards
Filling the wellsprings again
Rainbows are melting to separate hues
While angels sing Bob Dylan's Blues

Chorus	The fire has lost it's warmth			
The cold wind is hotter than hell		
I sit here thinkin' that nothin makes sense	
But you know, you can't always tell		

Five hundred grave digging Jesuits
Work overtime under the gun
They must bury all the unfaithful
Before this day's setting sun

And a used car salesman is praying
His patrons get all that they choose
While his children and wife spend the rest of their life
Off key singing Bob Dylan's Blues

The streetlamps go off at twilight
Turn on when the darkness gives sway
Tearing the rays of the sun from the sky
Stealing the light from the day

The freeway is jammed with dreamers
Idle with nothing to lose
The busses are stopped at the side of the road
While the riders sing Bob Dylan's Blues

Chorus

I learned to forget my learning
Collected back all of my dues
Even my doctor has patience again
While I'm singing Bob Dylan's Blues

Old MacDonald, he killed all the animals
He laughed as he watched them cry
Mother Goose was writing a protest song
She was one of the first ones to die

Now all of the children's nursery rhymes
Are headline events in the news
Brier' Fox, Brier' Rabbit, the Three Little Pigs
They're all singing Bob Dylan's Blues

Chorus

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