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DISCID=980d7a0c
DTITLE=Bob Dylan / Love And Theft
DYEAR=2001
DGENRE=Folk-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=Bob Dylan - Vocals, Guitar, Piano\nLarry Campbell - Guitar, V
EXTD=iolin, Banjo, Mandolin\nCharlie Sexton - Guitar\nTony Garnier
EXTD= - Bass\nDavid Kemper - Drums\nAugie Meyers - Vox Organ, B3, 
EXTD=Accordion\n(Clay Meyers plays Bongos on Tweedle Dee and Hones
EXTD=t With Me)\n\nProduced by: Jack Frost\nChief Engineer: Chris 
EXTD=Shaw\nRecorded and mixed by: Chris Shaw\n(Assisted by Jeremy 
EXTD=Welsh)\nMastered by: George Marino\n\nPhotography by: Kevin M
EXTD=azur (Front cover & group)\nDavid Gahr (Back cover & booklet 
EXTD=back cover)\nArt Direction: Geoff Gans (of Culver City)\n\nAl
EXTD=l songs written by Bob Dylan\n(c)(p)2001 Sony Music Entertain
EXTD=ment Inc.
EXTT0=Words and music by Bob Dylan\n\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee
EXTT0=\nThey're throwin' knives into the tree\nTwo big bags of dea
EXTT0=d man's bones\nGot their noses to the grind stone\nLivin' in
EXTT0= the Land of Nod\nTrustin' their fate to the hands of God\nT
EXTT0=hey pass by so silently\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\n\nWell
EXTT0=, they're goin' to the country, they're goin' to retire\nThe
EXTT0=y're takin' a streetcar named Desire\nLookin' at a window wi
EXTT0=th a pecan pie\nLot of things they'd like they would never b
EXTT0=uy\nNeither of them want to turn and run\nThey're makin' a v
EXTT0=oyage to the Sun\n"His Master's Voice is calling me"\nSaid T
EXTT0=weedle Dum to Tweedle Dee\n\nTweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum\nI'
EXTT0=ll have more than some\nThey walk among the stately trees\nT
EXTT0=hey know the secrets of the police\nTweedle Dum said to Twee
EXTT0=dle Dee,\n"Your presence is obnoxious to me.\nFeel like baby
EXTT0= sittin' on a woman's knee."\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\n
EXTT0=\nWell, the rain beat'n' down on a window pane\nI got love f
EXTT0=or you, and it's all in vain\nBrains in a pot, they're begin
EXTT0=ning to boil\nThey're drippin' with garlic and olive oil\nTw
EXTT0=eedle Dee is on his hands and his knees\nSayin', "Throw me s
EXTT0=omething, Mister, please!"\n"What's good for you is good for
EXTT0= me,"\nSaid Tweedle Dum to Tweedle Dee.\n\nWell, they're liv
EXTT0=ing in a happy harmony\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\nThey're
EXTT0= one day older and a dollar short\nThey got a parade permit 
EXTT0=and a police escort\nThey're lyin' low and they're makin' ha
EXTT0=y\nThey seem determined to go all the way\nThey run a brick 
EXTT0='n' tile company\nTweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee\n\nWell, a chi
EXTT0=ldish dream is a deathless need\nAnd a noble truth is a sacr
EXTT0=ed creed\nMy pretty baby, she's looking around\nShe's wearin
EXTT0=' a forty-thousand dollar gown\nTweedle Dee is a low down so
EXTT0=rry old man\nTweedle Dum he'll stab you where you stand\n"I'
EXTT0=ve had too much of your company,"\nsaid Tweedle Dum to Tweed
EXTT0=le Dee.
EXTT1=MISSISSIPPI\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 1997)\n\n\nEvery step of the 
EXTT1=way, we walk the line\nYour days are numbered, so are mine\n
EXTT1=Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape\nWe're all boxe
EXTT1=d in, nowhere to escape.\n\nCity's just a jungle, more games
EXTT1= to play\nTrapped in the heart of it, trying to get away\nI 
EXTT1=was raised in the country, I been working in the town\nI bee
EXTT1=n in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down\n\nGot nothin
EXTT1=g for you, I had nothing before\nDon't even have anything fo
EXTT1=r myself anymore\nSky full of fire, paint pouring down\nNoth
EXTT1=ing you can sell me, I'll see you around.\n\nAll my powers o
EXTT1=f expression and thoughts so sublime\nCould never do you jus
EXTT1=tice in reason or rhyme\nOnly one thing I did wrong,\nStayed
EXTT1= in Mississippi a day too long\n\nWell, the devil's in the a
EXTT1=lley, mule's in the stall\nSay anything you want to, I have 
EXTT1=heard it all\nI was thinking about the things that Rosie sai
EXTT1=d\nI was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed\n\nWalking t
EXTT1=hrough the leaves falling from the trees\nFeeling like a str
EXTT1=anger, nobody sees\nSo many things that we never will undo\n
EXTT1=I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too.\n\nSome people will offe
EXTT1=r you their hand and some won't\nLast night I knew you, toni
EXTT1=ght I don't\nI need something strong to distract my mind\nI'
EXTT1=m gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind\n\nWell, I got her
EXTT1=e following the southern star\nI crossed that river just to 
EXTT1=be where you are\nOnly one thing I did wrong\nStayed in Miss
EXTT1=issippi a day too long.\n\nWell, my ship's been split to spl
EXTT1=inters and it's sinking fast\nI'm drowning in the poison, go
EXTT1=t no future, got no past\nBut my heart is not weary, it's li
EXTT1=ght and it's free\nI got nothing but affection for those who
EXTT1='ve sailed with me\n\nEverybody moving, if they ain't alread
EXTT1=y there\nEverybody got to move somewhere\nStick with me baby
EXTT1=, stick with me anyhow,\nThings should start to get interest
EXTT1=ing right about now\n\nMy clothes are wet, tight on my skin
EXTT1=\nNot as tight as the corner that I painted myself in\nI kno
EXTT1=w the fortune is waiting to be kind\nSo give me your hand an
EXTT1=d say you'll be mine\n\nNow the emptiness is endless, cold a
EXTT1=s the clay\nYou can always come back, but you can't come bac
EXTT1=k all the way\nOnly one thing I did wrong\nStayed in Mississ
EXTT1=ippi a day too long\n\n\nCopyright  1997 Special Rider Musi
EXTT1=c
EXTT2=SUMMER DAYS\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nSummer days, summer 
EXTT2=nights are gone,\nSummer days and summer nights are gone,\nI
EXTT2= know a place where there's still somethin' goin' on. \n\nI 
EXTT2=got a house on the hill, I got hogs out in the mud,\nI got a
EXTT2= house on the hill, I got hogs all out in the mud,\nI got a 
EXTT2=long-haired woman, she got Royal Indian blood. \n\nEverybody
EXTT2= get ready, lift up your glasses and sing,\nEverybody get re
EXTT2=ady, lift up your glasses and sing,\nWell, I'm standin' on t
EXTT2=he table, I'm proposin' a toast to the king. \n\nWell, I'm d
EXTT2=rivin' in the flats in a Cadillac car;\nThe girls all say, "
EXTT2=You're a worn out star!"\nMy pockets are loaded and I'm spen
EXTT2=din' every dime.\nHow can you say you love someone else,\nYo
EXTT2=u know it's me all the time. \n\nWell, the fog's so thick yo
EXTT2=u can't spy the land,\nThe fog's so thick that you can't eve
EXTT2=n spy the land,\nWhat good are you anyway if you can't stand
EXTT2= up to some old businessman. \n\nWeddin' bells are ringin' a
EXTT2=nd the choir is beginnin' to sing,\nYes, the weddin' bells a
EXTT2=re ringin' and the choir's  beginnin' to sing,\nWhat looks g
EXTT2=ood in the day, at night is another thing. \n\nShe's lookin'
EXTT2= into my eyes, and she's a-holdin' my hand,\nShe lookin' int
EXTT2=o my eyes, she's holdin' my hand,\nShe says, "You can't repe
EXTT2=at the past,"  I say "You can't?\nWhat do you mean you can't
EXTT2=? Of course, you can."\n\n"Where do you come from?" "Where d
EXTT2=o you go?"\nSorry, that is nothin' you would need to know.\n
EXTT2=Well, my back's been to the wall so long, it seems like it's
EXTT2= stuck.\nWhy don't you break my heart one more time just for
EXTT2= good luck? \n\nI got eight carburettors and, boys, I'm usin
EXTT2=' 'em all,\nWell, I got eight carburettors and, boys, I'm us
EXTT2=in' 'em all,\nI'm short on gas, my motor's startin' to stall
EXTT2=. \n\nMy dogs are barkin', there must be someone around,\nMy
EXTT2= dogs are barkin', there must be someone around,\nI got my h
EXTT2=ammer ringin', pretty baby, but the nails ain't goin' down. 
EXTT2=\n\nIf you got somethin' to say, speak or hold your peace,\n
EXTT2=Well, you got somethin' to say, speak now or hold your peace
EXTT2=,\nIf it's information you want, you can get it from the pol
EXTT2=ice. \n\nPolitician's got on his joggin' shoes,\nHe must be 
EXTT2=runnin' for office, got no time to lose,\nSuckin' the blood 
EXTT2=out of the genius of generosity.\nYou been a-rollin' your ey
EXTT2=es, you been teasin' me. \n\nStanding by God's river, my sou
EXTT2=l's beginnin' to shake,\nStanding by God's river, my soul's 
EXTT2=beginnin' to shake,\nI'm countin' on you, love, to give me a
EXTT2= break. \n\nWell, I'm leavin' in the mornin' as soon as the 
EXTT2=dark clouds lift,\nYes! I'm leavin' in the mornin' just as s
EXTT2=oon as the dark clouds lift,\nGonna break in the roof, set f
EXTT2=ire to the place as a parting gift. \n\nSummer days, summer 
EXTT2=nights are gone,\nSummer days, summer nights are gone,\nI kn
EXTT2=ow a place where there's still somethin' goin' on.\n\nCopyri
EXTT2=ght  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT3=BYE AND BYE\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nBy and by,\nI'm brea
EXTT3=thing a lover's sigh.\nWell, I'm sitting on my watch\nSo I c
EXTT3=an be on time\nI'm singing love's praises\nWith sugar-coated
EXTT3= rhymes. \n\nBy and by,\nOn you I'm casting my eye.\nI'm pai
EXTT3=ntin' the town,\nSwingin' my partner around.\nWell, I know w
EXTT3=ho I can depend on, I know who to trust\nI'm watchin' the ro
EXTT3=ads, I'm studying the dust\nI'm paintin' the town\nMaking my
EXTT3= last go round. \n\nWell, I'm scuffling, and I'm shuffling\n
EXTT3=And I'm walking on briars\nI'm not even acquainted with my o
EXTT3=wn desires \n\nI'm rollin' slow,\nI'm doing all I know.\nI'm
EXTT3= telling myself,\nI've found true happiness\nThat I've still
EXTT3= got a dream that hasn't been repossessed\nI'm rollin' slow
EXTT3=\nGoing where the wild roses grow. \n\nWell, the future for 
EXTT3=me\nIs already a thing of the past\nYou were my first love\n
EXTT3=And you will be my last. \n\nPapa gone mad,\nMama, she's fee
EXTT3=ling sad.\nWell, I'm gonna baptize you in fire\nSo you can s
EXTT3=in no more\nI'm gonna establish my rule\nThrough civil war\n
EXTT3=Gonna make you see\nJust how loyal and true a man can be\n\n
EXTT3=\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT4=LONESOME DAY BLUES\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nWell, today h
EXTT4=as been a sad and lonesome day,\nYeah, today has been a sad 
EXTT4=and lonesome day,\nI'm just sitting here thinking with my mi
EXTT4=nd a million miles away.\n\nWell, they're doing the double s
EXTT4=huffle, throwing sand on the floor,\nThey're doing the doubl
EXTT4=e shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor,\nWell, I left
EXTT4= my longtime darling, she was standing in the door.\n\nWell,
EXTT4= my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
EXTT4=,\nWell, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in
EXTT4= the war,\nMy sister she ran off and got married, never was 
EXTT4=heard of anymore.\n\nSamantha Brown lived in my house for ab
EXTT4=out four or five months.\nSamantha Brown lived in my house f
EXTT4=or about four or five months.\nDon't know how it looked to o
EXTT4=ther people, I never slept with her even once.\n\nWell, the 
EXTT4=road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beast,\nYeah, 
EXTT4=the road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beast,\nFu
EXTT4=nny the things you have the hardest time parting with are th
EXTT4=e\nthings you need the least.\n\nWell, I'm forty miles from 
EXTT4=the mill I'm dropping it into overdrive,\nI'm forty miles fr
EXTT4=om the mill I'm dropping it into overdrive,\nSet my dial on 
EXTT4=the radio I wish my mother was still alive.\n\nI seen ya lov
EXTT4=erman coming, coming across the barren fields,\nI see ya lov
EXTT4=erman coming, coming across the barren fields,\nHe's not a g
EXTT4=entleman at all, he's rotten to the core,\nhe's a coward and
EXTT4= he steals.\n\nWell, my captain he's decorated, he's well-sc
EXTT4=hooled and he's skilled,\nMy captain he's decorated, he's we
EXTT4=ll-schooled and he's skilled,\nHe's not sentimental, don't b
EXTT4=other him at all; how many of his pals have\nbeen killed..\n
EXTT4=\nLast night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make o
EXTT4=ut\nwhat it was...\nLast night the wind was whispering somet
EXTT4=hing, I was trying to make out\nwhat it was...\nYeah, I tell
EXTT4= myself something's coming, but it never does.\n\nI'm going 
EXTT4=to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd,\nI'm
EXTT4= going to spare the defeated, boys, I'm going to speak to th
EXTT4=e crowd,\nI'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm goi
EXTT4=ng to tame the proud.\n\nWell, the leaves are rustling in th
EXTT4=e wood, things are falling\noff of the shelf,\nLeaves are ru
EXTT4=stling in the wood, things are falling off the shelf,\nYou'r
EXTT4=e gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love\nall by
EXTT4= yourself.\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT5=FLOATER (TOO MUCH TO ASK)\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nDown o
EXTT5=ver the window\nFrom the dazzling sunlit place\nThrough the 
EXTT5=back alleys, through the blinds,\nAnother one of them endles
EXTT5=s days. \n\nHoney bees are buzzing\nLeaves begin to stir\nI'
EXTT5=m in love with my second cousin\nI tell myself I could be ha
EXTT5=ppy forever with her. \n\nI keep listening for footsteps,\nB
EXTT5=ut I ain't ever hearing any.\nFrom the boat, I fish for bull
EXTT5=heads\nI catch a lot, sometimes too many. \n\nA summer breez
EXTT5=e is blowin',\nA squall is setting in.\nSometimes it's just 
EXTT5=plain stupid\nTo get into any kind of wind. \n\nWell, the ol
EXTT5=d men around here\nSometimes they get on bad terms\nWith the
EXTT5= younger men,\nOld, young, age don't carry weight\nIt doesn'
EXTT5=t matter in the end \n\nOne of the bosses' hangers-on\nSomet
EXTT5=imes comes to call\nAt times you least expect\nTryin' to bul
EXTT5=ly you, strongarm you\nInspire you with fear\nIt has the opp
EXTT5=osite effect \n\nThere's a new grove of trees on the outskir
EXTT5=ts of town\nThe old one, long gone\nTimber two foot, six acr
EXTT5=oss\nBurns with the bark still on \n\nThey say times are har
EXTT5=d\nIf you don't believe it you can follow your nose\nIt don'
EXTT5=t bother me, times are hard everywhere\nWe'll just have to s
EXTT5=ee how it goes. \n\nMy old man he's like some feudal lord\nG
EXTT5=ot more lives than a cat.\nI've never seen him quarrel with 
EXTT5=my mother even once\nThings come alive or they fall flat. \n
EXTT5=\nYou can smell the pine wood burnin'\nYou can hear the scho
EXTT5=ol-bell ring.\nGot to get up near the teacher, if you can\nI
EXTT5=f you wanna learn anything. \n\nRomeo, he said to Juliet, "Y
EXTT5=ou got a poor complexion\nIt don't give you an appearance of
EXTT5= a youthful touch."\nJuliet said back to Romeo, "Why don't y
EXTT5=ou just shove off\nIf it bothers you so much."\n\nThey got o
EXTT5=ut of here any way they could\nCold rain can give you the sh
EXTT5=ivers\nThey went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennesse
EXTT5=e,\nAll the rest of them rebel rivers. \n\nIf you ever try t
EXTT5=o interfere with me\nOr cross my path again,\nYou do so at t
EXTT5=he peril of your own life.\nI'm not quite as cool or forgivi
EXTT5=ng as I sound\nI've seen enough heartache and strife. \n\nMy
EXTT5= grandfather was a duck trapper\nHe could do it with just dr
EXTT5=agnets and ropes\nMy grandmother could sew new dresses out o
EXTT5=f old cloth,\nI don't know if they had any dreams or hopes. 
EXTT5= \n\nI had 'em once though I suppose\nTo go along with all t
EXTT5=he ring dancing,\nChristmas Carols on all the Christmas Eves
EXTT5=\nI left all my dreams and hopes\nBuried under tobacco leave
EXTT5=s \n\nNot always easy kicking someone out\nGot to wait awhil
EXTT5=e, it can be an unpleasant task\nSometimes somebody wants yo
EXTT5=u to give something up\nAnd tears or not it's too much to as
EXTT5=k.\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT6=HIGH WATER (FOR CHARLEY PATTON)\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\n
EXTT6=High water rising, rising night and day\nAll the gold and si
EXTT6=lver are being stolen away\nBig Joe Turner looking east and 
EXTT6=west from the dark room of his mind\nHe made it to Kansas Ci
EXTT6=ty, Twelfth Street and Vine\nNothing standing there\nHigh wa
EXTT6=ter everywhere\n\nHigh water rising, the shacks are sliding 
EXTT6=down\nFolks lose their possessions and folks are leaving tow
EXTT6=n\nBertha Mason shook it, broke it, and she hung it on the w
EXTT6=all\nSay, "You dance with whom they tell you to or you don't
EXTT6= dance at all" \nIt's tough out there\nHigh water everywhere
EXTT6=\n\nI got a craving love for blazing speed, got a hopped up 
EXTT6=Mustang Ford\nJump into the wagon, love, throw your panties 
EXTT6=overboard\nI can write you poems, make a strong man lose his
EXTT6= mind\nI'm no pig without a wig I hope you treat me kind\nTh
EXTT6=ings are breaking up out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nHig
EXTT6=h water rising, six inches 'bove my head\nCoffin's dropping 
EXTT6=in the street like balloons made out of lead\nWell, I'm pull
EXTT6=ing into Vicksburg, don't know what I'm gonna do\n"Don't rea
EXTT6=ch out for me," she said, "Can't you see I'm drowning too"\n
EXTT6=It's rough out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nWell, George 
EXTT6=Lewes told the Englishman, the Italian and the Jew,\n"You ca
EXTT6=n't open up your mind, boys, to every conceivable point of v
EXTT6=iew,\nThey got Charles Darwin trapped out there on Highway 5
EXTT6="\nJudge says to the High Sheriff, "I want him dead or alive
EXTT6=,\nEither one, I don't care"\nHigh water everywhere\n\nWell,
EXTT6= the cuckoo is a pretty bird, she warbles as she flies\nI'm 
EXTT6=preaching the word of God, I'm putting out your eyes\nI aske
EXTT6=d fat Nancy for something t' eat, she said, "Take it off the
EXTT6= shelf\nAs great as you are, man, you'll never be greater th
EXTT6=an yourself."\nI told her I didn't really care\nHigh water e
EXTT6=verywhere\n\nI get up in the morning, I believe I'll dust my
EXTT6= broom\nKeeping away from the women, I'm giving them lots of
EXTT6= room\nThunder rollin' over Clarksdale everything has left m
EXTT6=e blue\nI just can't be happy, love, unless you're happy too
EXTT6=.\nIt's bad out there\nHigh water everywhere\n\nCopyright  
EXTT6=2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT7=MOONLIGHT\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nThe seasons, they are 
EXTT7=turning\nAnd my sad heart is yearning\nTo hear again the son
EXTT7=gbird's sweet melodious tone\nWon't you meet me out in the m
EXTT7=oonlight alone\n\nThe dusky light the day is losin'\nOrchids
EXTT7=, poppies, black-eyed susans\nThe earth and sky that melts w
EXTT7=ith flesh and bone\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight a
EXTT7=lone\n\nThe air is thick and heavy\nAll along the levee\nWhe
EXTT7=re the geese into the countryside have flown\nWon't you meet
EXTT7= me out in the moonlight alone\n\nWell, I'm preaching peace 
EXTT7=and harmony\nThe blessings of tranquility\nYet, I know when 
EXTT7=the time is right to strike\nI'll take you 'cross the river,
EXTT7= dear\nYou don't need to linger here\nI know the kinds of th
EXTT7=ings you like\n\nThe clouds are turning crimson\nThe leaves 
EXTT7=fall from the limbs and\nThe branches cast their shadows ove
EXTT7=r stone\nWon't you meet me out in the moonlight alone\n\nThe
EXTT7= boulevards of cypress trees\nThe masquerade of birds and be
EXTT7=es\nThe petals pink and white the wind has blown\nWon't you 
EXTT7=meet me out in the moonlight alone\n\nThe trailing moss in m
EXTT7=ystic glow\nThe purple blossom soft as snow\nMy tears keep f
EXTT7=lowing to the sea\nDoctor, lawyer, Indian chief\nIt takes a 
EXTT7=thief to catch a thief\nFor whom does the bell toll for, lov
EXTT7=e\nIt tolls for you and me\n\nYour pulse is running through 
EXTT7=my palm\nThe sharp hills are rising from\nYellow fields with
EXTT7= twisted oaks that groan\nWon't you meet me out in the moonl
EXTT7=ight alone\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT8=HONEST WITH ME\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\nWell, I'm strande
EXTT8=d in the city that never sleeps\nSome of these women they ju
EXTT8=st give me the creeps\nI'm avoiding the south side the best 
EXTT8=I can\nThese memories I got they can strangle a man\nWell, I
EXTT8= came ashore in the dead of the night\nLot of things can get
EXTT8= in the way when you're trying to do what's right\n\nYou don
EXTT8='t understand it, my feeling for you\nYou'd be honest with m
EXTT8=e if you only knew.\n\nI'm not sorry for nothing I've done\n
EXTT8=I'm glad I fought, I only wish we'd won\nThe Siamese twins a
EXTT8=re coming to town\nPeople can't wait, they've gathered aroun
EXTT8=d\nWhen I left my home the sky split open wide\nI never want
EXTT8=ed to go back there, I'd rather have died\n\nYou don't under
EXTT8=stand it, my feeling for you\nYou'd be honest with me if onl
EXTT8=y you knew\n\nMy woman got a face like a Teddy Bear\nShe's t
EXTT8=ossing a baseball bat in the air\nThe meat is so tough you c
EXTT8=an't cut it with a sword\nI'm crashing my car trunk first in
EXTT8=to the board\nYou say that my eyes are pretty and my smile i
EXTT8=s nice\nWell, I'd sell it to you at a reduced price\n\nYou d
EXTT8=on't understand it, my feeling for you\nYou'd be honest with
EXTT8= me if only you knew\n\nSome things are too terrible to be t
EXTT8=rue,\nI won't come here no more if it bothers you.\nThere's 
EXTT8=a Southern Pacific leaving at 9:45\nI'm having a hard time, 
EXTT8=believing some people were ever alive \nI'm stark naked but 
EXTT8=I don't care\nI'm going off into the woods, and I'm huntin' 
EXTT8=bear.\n\nYou don't understand it, my feeling for you\nWell, 
EXTT8=you'd be honest with me if only you knew\n\nI'm here to crea
EXTT8=te the new imperial empire\nI'm gonna do whatever circumstan
EXTT8=ces require\nI care so much for you I didn't think I could\n
EXTT8=I can't tell my heart that you're no good\nWell, my parents,
EXTT8= they warned me not to waste my years\nAnd I still got their
EXTT8= advice oozing out of my ears\n\nYou don't understand it, my
EXTT8= feeling for you\nWell, you'd be honest with me if only you 
EXTT8=knew\n\nCopyright  2001 Special Rider Music
EXTT9=PO' BOY\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\n\nMan came to the door, 
EXTT9=I say, "For whom are you lookin' ?"\nHe says, "Your wife", I
EXTT9= say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'"\nPo' boy, where yo
EXTT9=u been ?\nI already told you, won't tell you again\n\nI say,
EXTT9= "How much you want for that ?", I go into the store\nMan sa
EXTT9=ys, "Three dollars", "All right", I say, "Will you take four
EXTT9= ?"\nPo' boy, never say die\nThings will be all right by and
EXTT9= by\n\nWorkin' like on the main line, working like a devil\n
EXTT9=The game is the same, it's just up on another level\nPo' boy
EXTT9=, dressed in black\nPolice at your back\n\nPo' boy in a red 
EXTT9=hot town, out beyond the twinklin' stars\nRidin' first class
EXTT9= trains, makin' the rounds\nTryin' to keep from fallin' betw
EXTT9=een the cars\n\nOthello told Desdemona, "I'm cold, cover me 
EXTT9=with a blanket,\nBy the way, what happened to that poisoned 
EXTT9=wine ?"\nShe said, "I gave it to you, drank it"\nPo' boy, la
EXTT9=yin' him straight\nPickin' up the cherries fallin, off the p
EXTT9=late\n\nTime unloved is brandin, me with its claws\nHad to g
EXTT9=o to Florida dodgin, them Georgia laws\nPo' boy, in the hote
EXTT9=l called The Palace of Gloom\nCall down to room service, say
EXTT9=s "Send up a room"\n\nMy mother was a daughter of a royalty 
EXTT9=former\nMy father was a travelin' salesman, I never met him
EXTT9=\nWhen my mother died, my uncle took me and he run a funeral
EXTT9= parlor\nHe did a lot of nice things for me and I won't forg
EXTT9=et him. \n\nAll I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss\nI 
EXTT9=don't know any more than this\nPo' boy, pickin' up sticks\nB
EXTT9=uild you a house out of mortar and bricks\n\nKnockin' on the
EXTT9= door, I said, "Who's it, where you from ?"\nMan said, "Fred
EXTT9=die", I said, "Freddie who ?", He said, "Freddie or not,\nhe
EXTT9=re I come !"\nPo' boy, 'neath the stars that shine\nWashin' 
EXTT9=them dishes, feedin' them swine\n\nCopyright  2001 Special 
EXTT9=Rider Music
EXTT10=CRY A WHILE\n\n(By Bob Dylan - 2001)\n\n\nWell, I had to go
EXTT10= down to see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith\nNasty, dirty, doubl
EXTT10=e-crossing, back-stabbing phony I didn't want to\nhave to d
EXTT10=eal with\nBut I did it for you and all you gave me was a sm
EXTT10=ile\nWell, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhil
EXTT10=e\n\nI don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan\nAl
EXTT10=l right, I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union m
EXTT10=an\nI'm letting the cat out of the cage, I'm keeping a low 
EXTT10=profile\nWell, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can
EXTT10= cry awhile\n\nFeel like a fighting rooster, feel better th
EXTT10=an I ever felt\nBut the Pennsylvania Line in an awful mess 
EXTT10=and the Denver road's\nabout to melt\nI went to a Church ho
EXTT10=use, every day I go an extra mile\nWell, I cried for you, n
EXTT10=ow your turn, you can cry awhile\n\nLast night, 'cross the 
EXTT10=alley, there was a pounding on the wall\nIt must have been 
EXTT10=Don Pasquale making a 2 a.m. booty call\nTo break a trustin
EXTT10=g heart like mine was just your style\nWell, I cried for yo
EXTT10=u, now it's your turn to cry awhile\n\nI'm on the fringes o
EXTT10=f the night, fighting back tears that I can't control\nSome
EXTT10= people they ain't human, they got no heart or soul\nBut I'
EXTT10=m crying to the Lord, trying to be meek and mild\nYes, I cr
EXTT10=ied for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile\n\nWell
EXTT10= the preacher's in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs
EXTT10=\nI'm longing for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs\n
EXTT10=But I'm gonna buy me a barrel of whisky, I'll die before I 
EXTT10=turn senile\nYes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you 
EXTT10=can cry awhile \n\nWell, you bet on the horse, and it ran t
EXTT10=he wrong way\nI always said you'd be sorry and today could 
EXTT10=be the day\nI might need a good lawyer, could be your funer
EXTT10=al, my trail\nWell, I cried for you, now it's your turn, yo
EXTT10=u 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
EXTT11= sun 'cause the light is too intense\nI can see what everyb
EXTT11=ody in the world is up against\nCan't turn back, you can't 
EXTT11=come back, sometimes we push too far\nOne day you'll open u
EXTT11=p your eyes and you'll see where we are\n\\\\\\\\\nSugar ba
EXTT11=by, get on down the road, yeah, you ain't got no brains, no
EXTT11=how\nYou went years without me, might as well keep going no
EXTT11=w\n\nSome of these bootleggers, they make pretty good stuff
EXTT11=\nPlenty of places to hide things here if you want to hide 
EXTT11='em bad enough\nI'm staying with Aunt Sally, but you know s
EXTT11=he not really my Aunt\nSome of these mem'ries you can learn
EXTT11= to live with and some of 'em you can't\n\nSugar baby, get 
EXTT11=on down the line, ya ain't got no brains, nohow\nYou went y
EXTT11=ears without me, you might as well keep going now\n\nThe la
EXTT11=dies down in Darktown, they're doing the Darktown strut\nYo
EXTT11=u always got to be prepared, but you never know for what\nT
EXTT11=here ain't no limit to the amount of trouble women bring\nL
EXTT11=ove is pleasing, love is teasing, love not an evil thing\n
EXTT11=\nSugar baby, get on down the road, ain't got no brains, no
EXTT11=how\nYou went years without me, might as well keep going no
EXTT11=w\n\nEvery moment of existence seems like some dirty trick
EXTT11=\nHappiness can come suddenly and leave just as quick\nAny 
EXTT11=minute of the day the bubble can burst\nTry to make things 
EXTT11=better for someone sometimes you just end up\nmaking it a t
EXTT11=housand times worse\n\nSugar baby, get on down the road, ai
EXTT11=n't got no brains, nohow\nYou went years without me, might 
EXTT11=as well keep going now\n\nYour charms have broken many a he
EXTT11=art and mine is surely one\nYou got a way of tearing the wo
EXTT11=rld apart, love, see what you've done\nJust as sure as we'r
EXTT11=e living, just as sure as you're born\nLook up, look up, se
EXTT11=ek your Maker, 'fore Gabriel blows his horn\n\nSugar baby, 
EXTT11=get on down the line, you ain't got no sense, nohow\nYou we
EXTT11=nt years without me, might as well keep going now\n\nCopyri
EXTT11=ght  2001 Special Rider Music
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