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[ti:Song For Bob Dylan (1999 Digital Remaster)] |
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[ar:David Bowie] |
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[al:Hunky Dory(1999 Digital Remaster)] |
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Song For Bob Dylan (1999 Digital Remaster) - David Bowie |
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Oh hear this Robert Zimmerman |
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I wrote a song for you |
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About a strange young man called Dylan |
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With a voice like sand and glue |
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Some words of truthful vengeance |
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They could pin us to the floor |
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Brought a few more people on |
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And put the fear in a whole lot more |
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Ah Here she comes |
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Here she comes |
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Here she comes again |
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The same old painted lady |
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From the brow of a superbrain |
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She'll scratch this world to pieces |
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As she comes on like a friend |
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But a couple of songs |
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From your old scrapbook |
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Could send her home again |
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You gave your heart to every bedsit room |
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At least a picture on the wall |
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And you sat behind a million pair of eyes |
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And told them how they saw |
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Then we lost your train of thought |
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The paintings are all your own |
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While troubles are rising |
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We'd rather be scared |
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Together than alone |
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Ah Here she comes |
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Here she comes |
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Here she comes again |
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The same old painted lady |
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From the brow of a superbrain |
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She'll scratch this world to pieces |
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As she comes on like a friend |
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But a couple of songs |
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From your old scrapbook |
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Could send her home again |
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Aoo |
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Now hear this Robert Zimmerman |
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Though I don't suppose we'll meet |
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Ask your good friend Dylan |
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If he'd gaze a while down the old street |
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Tell him we've lost his poems |
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So they're writing on the walls |
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Give us back our unity |
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Give us back our family |
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You're every nation's refugee |
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Don't leave us with their sanity |
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Ah Here she comes |
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Here she comes |
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Here she comes again |
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The same old painted lady |
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From the brow of a superbrain |
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She'll scratch this world to pieces |
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As she comes on like a friend |
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But a couple of songs |
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From your old scrapbook |
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Could send her home again |
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Come on |
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A couple of songs |
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From your old scrapbook |
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Could send her home again |
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Oh here she comes （oh） here she comes |
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Oh here she comes （oh） |
