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Bob Dylan The Freewheelin Bob Dylan

While riding on a train goin' west, I fell asleep for to take my rest. I dreamed a dream that made me sad, Concerning myself and the first few friends

Well, I'm walkin' down the highway With my suitcase in my hand. Yes, I'm walkin' down the highway With my suitcase in my hand. Lord, I really miss my

out quick . . . Someone wanted to come in and take a sauna) Well, my telephone rang it would not stop, It's President Kennedy callin' me up. He said, "My friend, Bob

Some time ago a crazy dream came to me, I dreamt I was walkin' into World War Three, I went to the doctor the very next day To see what kinda words he

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a

Honey, just allow me one more chance To get along with you Honey, just allow me one more chance Ah'll do anything with you Well, I'm a-walkin' down the

"Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? And where have you been my darling young one?" "I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains I've

Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that