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| 4:40 | 
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Well they'll stone you when You're trying to be so good They'll stone you just They said they would They'll stone you when You're tryin' to go home Then they'll stone you when You're there all alone But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Well they'll stone you when You're walkin' on the street They'll stone you when You're tryin' to keep your seat They'll stone you when You're walkin' on the floor They'll stone you when You're walkin' through the door But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned They'll stone you when You're at the breakfast table They'll stone you when You are young and able They'll stone you when You're tryin' to make a buck They'll stone you and then They'll say Good luck They'll but I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Well They'll stone you when say that this is in They'll stone you when they'll come back again They'll stone you when You're riding in your car They'll stone you when You're playing your guitar Yes but I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Well they'll stone you when You're all alone They'll stone you when You are walking home They'll stone you when And say They'll are brave They'll stone you when You're set down in your grave But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned |
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| 2. |
| 2:50 |
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How many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man? Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail, Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes and how many times must cannonballs fly, Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in t |
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| 3. |
| 3:17 |
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Come gather 'round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you Is worth savin' Then you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin'. Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin' For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin'. Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There's a battle outside And it is ragin' It'll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin'. Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is Rapidly agin' Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a-changin'. The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The order is Rapidly fadin' And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'. |
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| 4. |
| 3:37 |
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Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you want babe I'm not the one you need You say you're lookin' for someone who's never weak but always strong to protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong Someone to open each and every door But it ain't me, babe no, no, no it ain't me, babe it ain't me youre lookin' for, babe Go lightly from the ledge, babe Go lightly on the ground I'm not the one you want, babe I'll only let you down You say you're lookin' for someone who'll promise never to part someone to close his eyes for you someone to close his heart Someone who will die for you and more But it ain't me, babe no, no, no it ain't me, babe it ain't me you're lookin' for, babe Go melt back in the night Everything inside is made of stone there's nothing in here moving And anyway, I'm not alone you say you're lookin' for someone who'll pick you up each time you fall to gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call a lover for your life and nothing more but it ain't me babe no, no no it aint me babe it ain't me youre lookin for babe |
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| 5. |
| 6:10 |
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Once upon a time you dressed so fine. You threw the bums a dime in your prime, Didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, You're bound to fall." You thought they were all Kiddin' you. You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out. Now you don't talk so loud. Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging Your next meal. How does it feel? How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown; Like a rolling stone? Ah, you've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely, but you know you only used to get Juiced in it. Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you're gonna have to get Used to it. You say you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, "Do you want to make a deal?" How does it feel? How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown; Like a rolling stone? Ah, you never turned around to see the frowns On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did Tricks for you. You never understood that it ain't no good. You shouldn't let other people get your Kicks for you. You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat. Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel? How does it feel To, ha, be on your own? No direction home Like a complete unknown; Like a rolling stone. Ah, Princess in the steeple and all the pretty people; They're all drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made; Exchangin' all 'precious gifts. You'd better take your diamond ring. You'd better pawn it, babe. You used to be so amused at Napoleon in rags And the language that he used. Go to him now. He calls you. You can't refuse. When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose. You're invisible now. You got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel? Ah, how does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown; Like a rolling stone? |
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| 6. |
| 5:30 |
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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, |
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| 7. |
| 2:22 |
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Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It's somethin' you did God knows when But you're doin' it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin' for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap In the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin' that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone's tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D. A. Look out kid Don't matter what you did Walk on your tip toes Don't try "No Doz" Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don't need a weather man To know which way the wind blows Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin' to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You're gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin' for a new fool Don't follow leaders Watch the parkin' meters Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don't steal, don't lift Twenty years of schoolin' And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don't wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don't wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don't work 'Cause the vandals took the handles |
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| 8. |
| 3:08 |
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The guilty undertaker sighs, The lonesome organ grinder cries, The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. The cracked bells and washed-out horns Blow into my face with scorn, But it's not that way, I wasn't born to lose you. I want you, I want you, I |
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| 9. |
| 3:56 |
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You got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you gota helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that's winning You say I let you down You know it's not like that If |
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| 10. |
| 4:54 |
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Nobody feels any pain Tonight as I stand inside the rain Ev'rybody knows That Baby's got new clothes But lately I see her ribbons and her bows Have fallen from her curls. She takes just like a woman, yes, she does She makes love just like a woman, yes, s |
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