Testi:
Bob Dylan Self Portrait

All the tired horses in the sun How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.

butcher boy, he was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob

Done laid around, done stayed around This old town too long Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on Done laid around, done stayed around This old town

So run here baby, put your little hands in mine I've got something to tell you I know you're gonna change your mind When things go wrong, so wrong with

Since you've been gone, I've been walking around With my head bowed down to my shoes. I've been living the blues Ev'ry night without you. I don't have

Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? Who's gonna let it roll? Who's gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin? Who's gonna let it down easy to save

Why must you always try to make me over ? Take me as I am or let me go White lilies never grow on stalks of clover Take me as I am or let me go. You

(Instrumental)

Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats, Some are building monuments, Others, jotting down notes, Ev'rybody's in despair, Ev'ry girl and boy