How may roads must a man walk down I wish I could write so profound The words he spoke were blown in the wind Pick up my air guitar and write like him
A Bob Dylan
I live my life like a Rolling Stone Feel my words are not my own You can′t tell me what to sing But the times they are changing
A Bob Dylan A Bob Dylan
Look out kid There′s something you did God knows when but you′re doin′ it again Searchin′ around for dignity A little less of Bob and a little more of me
A How does it feel to be on your own Lower than a complete unknown Searchin′ for poetry in all the wrong places Looking for acceptance it strangers faces
A Bob Dylan A Bob Dylan A Bob Dylan A Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan, yeah Oooh Bob Dylan Bob Dylan
Drake Bell - Bob Dylan. Смотреть текст песни и слова песни Bob Dylan
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