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DISCID=980d7a0c
DTITLE=Bob Dylan / Love And Theft
DYEAR=2001
DGENRE=Rock
TTITLE0=Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum
TTITLE1=Mississippi
TTITLE2=Summer Days
TTITLE3=Bye And Bye
TTITLE4=Lonesome Day Blues
TTITLE5=Floater (Too Much To Ask)
TTITLE6=High Water (For Charley Patton)
TTITLE7=Moonlight
TTITLE8=Honest With Me
TTITLE9=Po' Boy
TTITLE10=Cry A While
TTITLE11=Sugar Baby
EXTD=Produced by: Jack Frost\nChief Engineer: Chris Shaw\nRecorded andmixed
EXTD= by: Chris Shaw\n(Assisted by Jeremy Welsh)\nMastered by: George Marin
EXTD=o\n\nPhotography by: Kevin Mazur (Front cover & group)\nDavid Gahr (Ba
EXTD=ck cover & booklet back cover)\nArt Direction: Geoff Gans (of Culver C
EXTD=ity)\n\nAll songs written by Bob Dylan\n(c)(p) 2001 Sony Music Enterta
EXTD=inment Inc. YEAR: 2001
EXTT0=Words and music by Bob Dylan\n\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\nThey're t
EXTT0=hrowin' knives into the tree\nTwo big bags of dead man's bones\nGot th
EXTT0=eir noses to the grind stone\nLivin' in the Land ofNod\nTrustin' their
EXTT0= fate to the hands of God\nThey pass by so silently\nTweedle Dum and T
EXTT0=weedle Dee\n\nWell, they're goin' to the country, they're goin' to ret
EXTT0=ire\\\nThey're takin' a streetcarnamed Desire\nLookin' at a window wit
EXTT0=h a pecan pie\nLot of things they'd like they would never buy\nNeither
EXTT0= of them want to turn and run\nThey're makin' a voyage to the Sun\n"Hi
EXTT0=s Master's Voice is calling me"\nSaid Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee\n\nTw
EXTT0=eedle Dee and Tweedle Dum\nI'll have more than some\nThey walk among t
EXTT0=hestately trees\nThey know the secrets of the police\nTweedle Dumsaid 
EXTT0=to Tweedle Dee,\n"Your presence is obnoxious to me.\nFeellike baby sit
EXTT0=tin' on a woman's knee."\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\n\nWell, the rai
EXTT0=n beat'n' down on a window pane\nI got love for you, and it's all in v
EXTT0=ain\nBrains in a pot, they're beginningto boil\nThey're drippin' with 
EXTT0=garlic and olive oil\nTweedle Dee is on his hands and his knees\nSayin
EXTT0=', "Throw me something, Mister, please!"\n"What's good for you is good
EXTT0= for me,"\nSaid Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.\n\nWell, they're living in
EXTT0= a happy harmony\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\nThey're one day older a
EXTT0=nd a dollar short\nThey got a parade permit and a police escort\nThey'
EXTT0=relyin' low and they're makin' hay\nThey seem determined to go all the
EXTT0= way\nThey run a brick 'n' tile company\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\n
EXTT0=\nWell, a childish dream is a deathless need\nAnd a noble truth is a s
EXTT0=acred creed\nMy pretty baby, she's looking around\nShe's wearin' a for
EXTT0=ty-thousand dollar gown\nTweedle Dee is alow down sorry old man\nTweed
EXTT0=le Dum he'll stab you where you stand\n"I've had too much of your comp
EXTT0=any,"\nsaid Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.
EXTT1=MISSISSIPPI\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 1997)\n\n\nEvery step of the way,we wal
EXTT1=k the line\nYour days are numbered, so are mine\nTime ispiling up, we 
EXTT1=struggle and we scrape\nWe're all boxed in, nowhere to escape.\n\nCity
EXTT1='s just a jungle, more games to play\nTrapped in the heart of it, tryi
EXTT1=ng to get away\nI was raised in the country, I been working in the tow
EXTT1=n\nI been in trouble ever sinceI set my suitcase down\n\nGot nothing f
EXTT1=or you, I had nothing before\nDon't even have anything for myself anym
EXTT1=ore\nSky full of fire, paint pouring down\nNothing you can sell me, I'
EXTT1=ll see you around.\n\nAll my powers of expression and thoughts so subl
EXTT1=ime\nCould never do you justice in reason or rhyme\nOnly one thing I d
EXTT1=id wrong,\nStayed in Mississippi a day too long\n\nWell, the devil's i
EXTT1=n the alley, mule's in the stall\nSay anything you want to,I have hear
EXTT1=d it all\nI was thinking about the things that Rosiesaid\nI was dreami
EXTT1=ng I was sleeping in Rosie's bed\n\nWalking through the leaves falling
EXTT1= from the trees\nFeeling like a stranger, nobody sees\nSo many things 
EXTT1=that we never will undo\nI know you're sorry, I'm sorry too.\n\nSome p
EXTT1=eople will offer you theirhand and some won't\nLast night I knew you, 
EXTT1=tonight I don't\nI need something strong to distract my mind\nI'm gonn
EXTT1=a look at you'til my eyes go blind\n\nWell, I got here following the s
EXTT1=outhernstar\nI crossed that river just to be where you are\nOnly one t
EXTT1=hing I did wrong\nStayed in Mississippi a day too long.\n\nWell,my shi
EXTT1=p's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast\nI'm drowning in the
EXTT1= poison, got no future, got no past\nBut my heart is not weary, it's l
EXTT1=ight and it's free\nI got nothing but affection for those who've saile
EXTT1=d with me\n\nEverybody moving, if theyain't already there\nEverybody g
EXTT1=ot to move somewhere\nStick withme baby, stick with me anyhow,\nThings
EXTT1= should start to get interesting right about now\n\nMy clothes are wet
EXTT1=, tight on my skin\nNot as tight as the corner that I painted myself i
EXTT1=n\nI know thefortune is waiting to be kind\nSo give me your hand and s
EXTT1=ay you'll be mine\n\nNow the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay\\\
EXTT1=nYou can always come back, but you can't come back all the way\nOnly o
EXTT1=ne thing I did wrong\nStayed in Mississippi a day too long\n\n\nCopyri
EXTT1=ght  1997 Special Rider Music
EXTT2=SUMMER DAYS\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nSummer days, summer nights are
EXTT2= gone,\nSummer days and summer nights are gone,\nI know aplace where t
EXTT2=here's still somethin' goin' on. \n\nI got a houseon the hill, I got h
EXTT2=ogs out in the mud,\nI got a house on the hill, I got hogs all out in 
EXTT2=the mud,\nI got a long-haired woman, she got Royal Indian blood. \n\nE
EXTT2=verybody get ready, lift up yourglasses and sing,\nEverybody get ready
EXTT2=, lift up your glasses and sing,\nWell, I'm standin' on the table, I'm
EXTT2= proposin' a toastto the king. \n\nWell, I'm drivin' in the flats in a
EXTT2= Cadillac car;\nThe girls all say, "You're a worn out star!"\nMy pocke
EXTT2=ts areloaded and I'm spendin' every dime.\nHow can you say you love so
EXTT2=meone else,\nYou know it's me all the time. \n\nWell, the fog'sso thic
EXTT2=k you can't spy the land,\nThe fog's so thick that you can't even spy 
EXTT2=the land,\nWhat good are you anyway if you can't stand up to some old 
EXTT2=businessman. \n\nWeddin' bells are ringin' and the choir is beginnin' 
EXTT2=to sing,\nYes, the weddin' bells are ringin' and the choir's  beginnin
EXTT2=' to sing,\nWhat looks good in the day, at night is another thing. \n\
EXTT2=nShe's lookin' into my eyes, and she's a-holdin' my hand,\nShe lookin'
EXTT2= into my eyes, she'sholdin' my hand,\nShe says, "You can't repeat the 
EXTT2=past,"  I say"You can't?\nWhat do you mean you can't? Of course, you c
EXTT2=an."\n\n"Where do you come from?" "Where do you go?"\nSorry, that is n
EXTT2=othin' you would need to know.\nWell, my back's been to the wallso lon
EXTT2=g, it seems like it's stuck.\nWhy don't you break my heart one more ti
EXTT2=me just for good luck? \n\nI got eight carburettorsand, boys, I'm usin
EXTT2=' 'em all,\nWell, I got eight carburettors and, boys, I'm usin' 'em al
EXTT2=l,\nI'm short on gas, my motor's startin' to stall. \n\nMy dogs are ba
EXTT2=rkin', there must be someone around,\nMy dogs are barkin', there must 
EXTT2=be someone around,\nI gotmy hammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails
EXTT2= ain't goin' down.\n\nIf you got somethin' to say, speak or hold your 
EXTT2=peace,\nWell, you got somethin' to say, speak now or hold your peace,\
EXTT2=nIf it's information you want, you can get it from the police. \n\nPol
EXTT2=itician's got on his joggin' shoes,\nHe must be runnin' for office, go
EXTT2=t no time to lose,\nSuckin' the blood out of the genius ofgenerosity.\
EXTT2=nYou been a-rollin' your eyes, you been teasin' me.\n\nStanding by God
EXTT2='s river, my soul's beginnin' to shake,\nStanding by God's river, my s
EXTT2=oul's beginnin' to shake,\nI'm countin' on you, love, to give me a bre
EXTT2=ak. \n\nWell, I'm leavin' in themornin' as soon as the dark clouds lif
EXTT2=t,\nYes! I'm leavin' in the mornin' just as soon as the dark clouds li
EXTT2=ft,\nGonna break inthe roof, set fire to the place as a parting gift. 
EXTT2=\n\nSummer days, summer nights are gone,\nSummer days, summer nights a
EXTT2=re gone,\nI know a place where there's still somethin' goin' on.\n\nCo
EXTT2=pyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT3=BYE AND BYE\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nBy and by,\nI'm breathing a lo
EXTT3=ver's sigh.\nWell, I'm sitting on my watch\nSo I can be ontime\nI'm si
EXTT3=nging love's praises\nWith sugar-coated rhymes. \n\nBy and by,\nOn you
EXTT3= I'm casting my eye.\nI'm paintin' the town,\nSwingin' my partner arou
EXTT3=nd.\nWell, I know who I can depend on, Iknow who to trust\nI'm watchin
EXTT3=' the roads, I'm studying the dust\nI'm paintin' the town\nMaking my l
EXTT3=ast go round. \n\nWell, I'mscuffling, and I'm shuffling\nAnd I'm walki
EXTT3=ng on briars\nI'm not even acquainted with my own desires \n\nI'm roll
EXTT3=in' slow,\nI'mdoing all I know.\nI'm telling myself,\nI've found true 
EXTT3=happiness\nThat I've still got a dream that hasn't been repossessed\nI
EXTT3='m rollin' slow\nGoing where the wild roses grow. \n\nWell, the future
EXTT3= for me\nIs already a thing of the past\nYou were my firstlove\nAnd yo
EXTT3=u will be my last. \n\nPapa gone mad,\nMama, she's feeling sad.\nWell,
EXTT3= I'm gonna baptize you in fire\nSo you can sinno more\nI'm gonna estab
EXTT3=lish my rule\nThrough civil war\nGonnamake you see\nJust how loyal and
EXTT3= true a man can be\n\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT4=LONESOME DAY BLUES\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nWell, today has been a 
EXTT4=sad and lonesome day,\nYeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day,\nI
EXTT4='m just sitting here thinking with my mind a millionmiles away.\n\nWel
EXTT4=l, they're doing the double shuffle, throwingsand on the floor,\nThey'
EXTT4=re doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor,\nWell
EXTT4=, I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door.\n\nWell, m
EXTT4=y pa he died and left me,my brother got killed in the war,\nWell, my p
EXTT4=a he died and leftme, my brother got killed in the war,\nMy sister she
EXTT4= ran off andgot married, never was heard of anymore.\n\nSamantha Brown
EXTT4= lived in my house for about four or five months.\nSamantha Brown live
EXTT4=d in my house for about four or five months.\nDon't know how itlooked 
EXTT4=to other people, I never slept with her even once.\n\nWell, the road's
EXTT4= washed out, weather not fit for man or beast,\nYeah, the road's washe
EXTT4=d out, weather not fit for man or beast,\nFunny the things you have th
EXTT4=e hardest time parting with are the\nthings you need the least.\n\nWel
EXTT4=l, I'm forty miles from the millI'm dropping it into overdrive,\nI'm f
EXTT4=orty miles from the millI'm dropping it into overdrive,\nSet my dial o
EXTT4=n the radio I wishmy mother was still alive.\n\nI seen ya loverman com
EXTT4=ing, comingacross the barren fields,\nI see ya loverman coming, coming
EXTT4= across the barren fields,\nHe's not a gentleman at all, he's rottento
EXTT4= the core,\nhe's a coward and he steals.\n\nWell, my captainhe's decor
EXTT4=ated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled,\nMy captainhe's decorated, 
EXTT4=he's well-schooled and he's skilled,\nHe's notsentimental, don't bothe
EXTT4=r him at all; how many of his pals have\nbeen killed..\n\nLast night t
EXTT4=he wind was whispering, I was trying to make out\nwhat it was...\nLast
EXTT4= night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out\nwh
EXTT4=at it was...\nYeah, I tell myself something's coming, but it never doe
EXTT4=s.\n\nI'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd
EXTT4=,\nI'm going to spare the defeated, boys, I'm going to speak to the cr
EXTT4=owd,\nI'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the
EXTT4=proud.\n\nWell, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things arefalling
EXTT4=\noff of the shelf,\nLeaves are rustling in the wood, things are falli
EXTT4=ng off the shelf,\nYou're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't mak
EXTT4=e love\nall by yourself.\n\nCopyright  2001Special Rider Music
EXTT5=FLOATER (TOO MUCH TO ASK)\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nDown overthe win
EXTT5=dow\nFrom the dazzling sunlit place\nThrough the back alleys, through 
EXTT5=the blinds,\nAnother one of them endless days. \n\nHoney bees are buzz
EXTT5=ing\nLeaves begin to stir\nI'm in love with my second cousin\nI tell m
EXTT5=yself I could be happy forever with her. \n\nI keep listening for foot
EXTT5=steps,\nBut I ain't ever hearingany.\nFrom the boat, I fish for bullhe
EXTT5=ads\\\nI catch a lot, sometimes too many. \n\nA summer breeze is blowi
EXTT5=n',\nA squall is setting in.\nSometimes it's just plain stupid\nTo get
EXTT5= into any kindof wind. \n\nWell, the old men around here\nSometimes th
EXTT5=ey geton bad terms\nWith the younger men,\nOld, young, age don't carry
EXTT5=weight\nIt doesn't matter in the end \n\nOne of the bosses' hangers-on
EXTT5=\nSometimes comes to call\nAt times you least expect\nTryin' to bully 
EXTT5=you, strongarm you\nInspire you with fear\nIt has the opposite effect 
EXTT5=\n\nThere's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town\nThe old one
EXTT5=, long gone\nTimber two foot, six across\nBurns with the bark still on
EXTT5= \n\nThey say times are hard\nIfyou don't believe it you can follow yo
EXTT5=ur nose\nIt don't bother me, times are hard everywhere\nWe'll just hav
EXTT5=e to see how it goes. \n\nMy old man he's like some feudal lord\nGot m
EXTT5=ore lives thana cat.\nI've never seen him quarrel with my mother even 
EXTT5=once\nThings come alive or they fall flat. \n\nYou can smell the pine 
EXTT5=wood burnin'\nYou can hear the school-bell ring.\nGot to get up near t
EXTT5=he teacher, if you can\nIf you wanna learn anything. \n\nRomeo, he sai
EXTT5=d to Juliet, "You got a poor complexion\nIt don't give you an appearan
EXTT5=ce of a youthful touch."\nJuliet said back to Romeo, "Why don't you ju
EXTT5=st shove off\\\nIf it bothers you so much."\n\nThey got out of here an
EXTT5=y way they could\nCold rain can give you the shivers\nThey went down t
EXTT5=he Ohio, the Cumberland, theTennessee,\nAll the rest of them rebel riv
EXTT5=ers. \n\nIf you ever try to interfere with me\nOr cross my path again,
EXTT5=\nYou do so at the peril of your own life.\nI'm not quite as cool or f
EXTT5=orgiving as I sound\nI've seen enough heartache and strife. \n\nMy gra
EXTT5=ndfather was a duck trapper\nHe could do it with just dragnets and rop
EXTT5=es\nMy grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth,\nIdon't kno
EXTT5=w if they had any dreams or hopes.  \n\nI had 'em oncethough I suppose
EXTT5=\nTo go along with all the ring dancing,\nChristmas Carols on all the 
EXTT5=Christmas Eves\nI left all my dreams and hopes\nBuried under tobacco l
EXTT5=eaves \n\nNot always easy kicking someone out\nGot to wait awhile, it 
EXTT5=can be an unpleasant task\nSometimes somebody wants you to give someth
EXTT5=ing up\nAnd tears or notit's too much to ask.\n\nCopyright  2001 Spe
EXTT5=cial Rider Music
EXTT6=HIGH WATER (FOR CHARLEY PATTON)\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nHighwater 
EXTT6=rising, rising night and day\nAll the gold and silver arebeing stolen 
EXTT6=away\nBig Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his m
EXTT6=ind\nHe made it to Kansas City, Twelfth Street and Vine\nNothing stand
EXTT6=ing there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nHigh water rising, the shacks are 
EXTT6=sliding down\nFolks lose their possessions and folks are leaving town\
EXTT6=nBertha Mason shook it, broke it, and she hung it on the wall\nSay, "Y
EXTT6=ou dance with whom they tell you to or you don't dance at all" \nIt's 
EXTT6=tough out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nI got a craving love for bla
EXTT6=zing speed, got a hopped up Mustang Ford\nJump into the wagon, love, t
EXTT6=hrow your panties overboard\nI can write you poems, make a strongman l
EXTT6=ose his mind\nI'm no pig without a wig I hope you treat mekind\nThings
EXTT6= are breaking up out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nHigh water rising
EXTT6=, six inches 'bove my head\nCoffin's dropping in the street like ballo
EXTT6=ons made out of lead\nWell, I'm pulling into Vicksburg, don't know wha
EXTT6=t I'm gonna do\n"Don't reach out for me," she said, "Can't you see I'm
EXTT6= drowning too"\nIt's rough out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nWell, G
EXTT6=eorge Lewes told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew,\n"You can't 
EXTT6=open up your mind, boys, to every conceivable point of view,\nThey got
EXTT6= Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway 5"\nJudge says to the Hig
EXTT6=h Sheriff, "I want him dead or alive,\nEither one, I don't care"\nHigh
EXTT6= water everywhere\n\nWell, the cuckoo is a pretty bird, she warbles as
EXTT6= she flies\nI'm preaching the word of God, I'm putting out your eyes\n
EXTT6=I asked fat Nancy for something t' eat, she said, "Take it off the she
EXTT6=lf\nAs great as you are, man, you'll never begreater than yourself."\n
EXTT6=I told her I didn't really care\nHighwater everywhere\n\nI get up in t
EXTT6=he morning, I believe I'll dustmy broom\nKeeping away from the women, 
EXTT6=I'm giving them lots ofroom\nThunder rollin' over Clarksdale everythin
EXTT6=g has left me blue\nI just can't be happy, love, unless you're happy t
EXTT6=oo.\nIt's bad out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nCopyright  2001 Sp
EXTT6=ecialRider Music
EXTT7=MOONLIGHT\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nThe seasons, they are turning\nA
EXTT7=nd my sad heart is yearning\nTo hear again the songbird'ssweet melodio
EXTT7=us tone\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight alone\n\nThe dusky lig
EXTT7=ht the day is losin'\nOrchids, poppies, black-eyed susans\nThe earth a
EXTT7=nd sky that melts with flesh and bone\nWon't you meet me out in the mo
EXTT7=onlight alone\n\nThe air is thickand heavy\nAll along the levee\nWhere
EXTT7= the geese into the countryside have flown\nWon't you meet me out in t
EXTT7=he moonlight alone\n\nWell, I'm preaching peace and harmony\nThe bless
EXTT7=ings of tranquility\nYet, I know when the time is right to strike\nI'l
EXTT7=l take you 'cross the river, dear\nYou don't need to linger here\nI kn
EXTT7=owthe kinds of things you like\n\nThe clouds are turning crimson\nThe 
EXTT7=leaves fall from the limbs and\nThe branches cast their shadows over s
EXTT7=tone\\\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight alone\n\nThe boulevards
EXTT7= of cypress trees\nThe masquerade of birds and bees\nThe petals pink a
EXTT7=nd white the wind has blown\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight al
EXTT7=one\n\nThe trailing moss in mystic glow\nThe purple blossom soft as sn
EXTT7=ow\nMy tears keep flowing to the sea\nDoctor, lawyer, Indian chief\nIt
EXTT7= takes a thief to catcha thief\nFor whom does the bell toll for, love\
EXTT7=nIt tolls for youand me\n\nYour pulse is running through my palm\nThe 
EXTT7=sharp hills are rising from\nYellow fields with twisted oaks that groa
EXTT7=n\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight alone\n\nCopyright  2001Sp
EXTT7=ecial Rider Music
EXTT8=HONEST WITH ME\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nWell, I'm stranded inthe ci
EXTT8=ty that never sleeps\nSome of these women they just giveme the creeps\
EXTT8=\\nI'm avoiding the south side the best I can\nThese memories I got th
EXTT8=ey can strangle a man\nWell, I came ashore in the dead of the night\nL
EXTT8=ot of things can get in the way when you're trying to do what's right\
EXTT8=n\\\nYou don't understand it, myfeeling for you\nYou'd be honest with 
EXTT8=me if you only knew.\n\nI'm not sorry for nothing I've done\nI'm glad 
EXTT8=I fought, I only wish we'd won\nThe Siamese twins are coming to town\n
EXTT8=People can'twait, they've gathered around\nWhen I left my home the sky
EXTT8= splitopen wide\nI never wanted to go back there, I'd rather have died
EXTT8=\n\nYou don't understand it, my feeling for you\nYou'd be honest with 
EXTT8=me if only you knew\n\nMy woman got a face like a Teddy Bear\nShe's to
EXTT8=ssing a baseball bat in the air\nThe meat is so tough you can't cut it
EXTT8= with a sword\nI'm crashing my car trunk first into the board\nYou say
EXTT8= that my eyes are pretty and my smile is nice\nWell, I'd sell it to yo
EXTT8=u at a reduced price\n\nYou don'tunderstand it, my feeling for you\nYo
EXTT8=u'd be honest with me if only you knew\n\nSome things are too terrible
EXTT8= to be true,\nI won't come here no more if it bothers you.\nThere's a 
EXTT8=Southern Pacific leaving at 9:45\nI'm having a hard time, believing so
EXTT8=me people were ever alive \nI'm stark naked but I don't care\nI'm goin
EXTT8=goff into the woods, and I'm huntin' bear.\n\nYou don't understand it,
EXTT8= my feeling for you\nWell, you'd be honest with me if onlyyou knew\n\n
EXTT8=I'm here to create the new imperial empire\nI'm gonna do whatever circ
EXTT8=umstances require\nI care so much for you I didn't think I could\nI ca
EXTT8=n't tell my heart that you're no good\nWell, my parents, they warned m
EXTT8=e not to waste my years\nAnd I still got their advice oozing out of my
EXTT8= ears\n\nYou don't understand it, my feeling for you\nWell, you'd be h
EXTT8=onest with me if onlyyou knew\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT9=PO' BOY\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\n\nMan came to the door, I say, "Fo
EXTT9=r whom are you lookin' ?"\nHe says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in
EXTT9= the kitchen cookin'"\nPo' boy, where you been ?\nIalready told you, w
EXTT9=on't tell you again\n\nI say, "How much you want for that ?", I go int
EXTT9=o the store\nMan says, "Three dollars","All right", I say, "Will you t
EXTT9=ake four ?"\nPo' boy, never saydie\nThings will be all right by and by
EXTT9=\n\nWorkin' like on the main line, working like a devil\nThe game is t
EXTT9=he same, it's justup on another level\nPo' boy, dressed in black\nPoli
EXTT9=ce at your back\n\nPo' boy in a red hot town, out beyond the twinklin'
EXTT9= stars\nRidin' first class trains, makin' the rounds\nTryin' to keep f
EXTT9=rom fallin' between the cars\n\nOthello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cov
EXTT9=er me with a blanket,\nBy the way, what happened to that poisoned wine
EXTT9= ?"\nShe said, "I gave it to you, drank it"\nPo' boy, layin' him strai
EXTT9=ght\nPickin' up the cherries fallin, off the plate\n\nTime unloved is 
EXTT9=brandin, me with its claws\nHad to go toFlorida dodgin, them Georgia l
EXTT9=aws\nPo' boy, in the hotel calledThe Palace of Gloom\nCall down to roo
EXTT9=m service, says "Send up aroom"\n\nMy mother was a daughter of a royal
EXTT9=ty former\nMy father was a travelin' salesman, I never met him\nWhen m
EXTT9=y mother died, my uncle took me and he run a funeral parlor\nHe did a 
EXTT9=lot ofnice things for me and I won't forget him. \n\nAll I know is tha
EXTT9=t I'm thrilled by your kiss\nI don't know any more than this\nPo' boy,
EXTT9= pickin' up sticks\nBuild you a house out of mortar and bricks\n\nKnoc
EXTT9=kin' on the door, I said, "Who's it, where you from?"\nMan said, "Fred
EXTT9=die", I said, "Freddie who ?", He said, "Freddie or not,\nhere I come 
EXTT9=!"\nPo' boy, 'neath the stars that shine\nWashin' them dishes, feedin'
EXTT9= them swine\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT10=CRY A WHILE\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\n\nWell, I had to go down to se
EXTT10=e a guy named Mr. Goldsmith\nNasty, dirty, double-crossing, back-stabb
EXTT10=ing phony I didn't want to\nhave to deal with\nBut I did it for you an
EXTT10=d all you gave me was a smile\nWell, I cried for you, now it's your tu
EXTT10=rn to cry awhile\n\nI don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan
EXTT10=\nAll right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man\nI'm
EXTT10= letting the cat outof the cage, I'm keeping a low profile\nWell, I cr
EXTT10=ied for you,now it's your turn, you can cry awhile\n\nFeel like a figh
EXTT10=tingrooster, feel better than I ever felt\nBut the Pennsylvania Line i
EXTT10=n an awful mess and the Denver road's\nabout to melt\nI wentto a Churc
EXTT10=h house, every day I go an extra mile\nWell, I criedfor you, now your 
EXTT10=turn, you can cry awhile\n\nLast night, 'cross the alley, there was a 
EXTT10=pounding on the wall\nIt must have been Don Pasquale making a 2 a.m. b
EXTT10=ooty call\nTo break a trustingheart like mine was just your style\nWel
EXTT10=l, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile\\\n\nI'm on the f
EXTT10=ringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can't control\nSome pe
EXTT10=ople they ain't human, they got no heart or soul\nBut I'm crying to th
EXTT10=eLord, trying to be meek and mild\nYes, I cried for you, now it's your
EXTT10= turn, you can cry awhile\n\nWell the preacher's in thepulpit and the 
EXTT10=babies in their cribs\nI'm longing for that sweet fat that sticks to y
EXTT10=our ribs\nBut I'm gonna buy me a barrel of whisky, I'll die before I t
EXTT10=urn senile\nYes, I cried for you,now it's your turn, you can cry awhil
EXTT10=e \n\nWell, you bet on thehorse, and it ran the wrong way\nI always sa
EXTT10=id you'd be sorryand today could be the day\nI might need a good lawye
EXTT10=r, could be your funeral, my trail\nWell, I cried for you, now it's yo
EXTT10=urturn, you can cry awhile\n\nCopyright   2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT11=SUGAR BABY\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nI got my back to the sun'cause 
EXTT11=the light is too intense\nI can see what everybody in the world is up 
EXTT11=against\nCan't turn back, you can't come back, sometimes we push too f
EXTT11=ar\nOne day you'll open up your eyes andyou'll see where we are\n\\\nS
EXTT11=ugar baby, get on down the road,yeah, you ain't got no brains, nohow\n
EXTT11=You went years without me, might as well keep going now\n\nSome of the
EXTT11=se bootleggers, they make pretty good stuff\nPlenty of places to hide 
EXTT11=things hereif you want to hide 'em bad enough\nI'm staying with Aunt S
EXTT11=ally, but you know she not really my Aunt\nSome of these mem'riesyou c
EXTT11=an learn to live with and some of 'em you can't\n\nSugar baby, get on 
EXTT11=down the line, ya ain't got no brains, nohow\nYou went years without m
EXTT11=e, you might as well keep going now\n\nThe ladies down in Darktown, th
EXTT11=ey're doing the Darktown strut\nYou always got to be prepared, but you
EXTT11= never know for what\nThere ain't no limit to the amount of trouble wo
EXTT11=men bring\nLove is pleasing, love is teasing, love not an evil thing\n
EXTT11=\nSugar baby, get on down the road, ain't got no brains, nohow\nYou we
EXTT11=nt yearswithout me, might as well keep going now\n\nEvery moment of ex
EXTT11=istence seems like some dirty trick\nHappiness can come suddenlyand le
EXTT11=ave just as quick\nAny minute of the day the bubble canburst\nTry to m
EXTT11=ake things better for someone sometimes you justend up\nmaking it a th
EXTT11=ousand times worse\n\nSugar baby, get ondown the road, ain't got no br
EXTT11=ains, nohow\nYou went years without me, might as well keep going now\n
EXTT11=\nYour charms have brokenmany a heart and mine is surely one\nYou got 
EXTT11=a way of tearingthe world apart, love, see what you've done\nJust as s
EXTT11=ure as we're living, just as sure as you're born\nLook up, look up, se
EXTT11=ekyour Maker, 'fore Gabriel blows his horn\n\nSugar baby, get ondown t
EXTT11=he line, you ain't got no sense, nohow\nYou went years without me, mig
EXTT11=ht as well keep going now\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
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