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I reckon average if length is the measure, and large if it's girth

Poor Boy (Nick Drake)

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Never sing for my supper
I never help my neighbour
Never do what is proper
For my fair share of labour

I'm a poor boy
And I'm a rover
Count your coins and
Throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older

NOBODY knows
How cold it grows
And NOBODY sees
How shaky my knees
NOBODY cares
How steep my stairs
And NOBODY smiles
If I cross their stiles

(Oh, poor boy)
(So sorry for himself)
(Oh, poor boy)
(So worried for his health)
"You may say every day
Where will he stay tonight?

Never know what I came for
Seems that I've forgotten
Never ask what I came for
Or how I was begotten

I'm a poor boy
And I'm a ranger
Things I say
May seem stranger than Sunday
Changing to Monday

NOBODY knows
How cold it flows
And NOBODY feels
The worn-down heels
NOBODY's eyes
Make the skies
NOBODY spreads
Their aching heads

(Oh, poor boy)
(So worried for his life)
(Oh, poor boy)
(So keen to take a wife)
He's a mess but he'll say yes
If you just dress in white

NOBODY knows
How cold it grows
And NOBODY sees
How shaky my knees
NOBODY cares
How steep my stairs
And NOBODY smiles
If I cross their stiles

(Oh, poor boy)
(So sorry for himself)
(Oh, poor boy)
(So worried for his health)
You may say every day
"Where will he stay tonight?"

Across the Borderline - Ry Cooder & Harry Dean Stanton

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There's a place where I've been told
Every street is paved with gold
And it's just across the borderline
And when it's time to take your turn
Here's a lesson that you must learn
You could lose more than you'll ever hope to find

When you reach the broken promised land
And every dream slips through your hands
Then you'll know that it's too late to change your mind
'Cause you've paid the price to come so far
Just to wind up where you are
And you're still just across the borderline

Up and down the Rio Grande
A thousand footprints in the sand
Reveal a secret no one can define
The river flows on like a breath
In between our life and death
Tell me, who's the next to cross the borderline?

En la triste oscuridad
Hoy tenemos que cruzar
Este rнo que nos llama mбs allб
But hope remains when pride is gone
And it keeps you moving on
Calling you across the borderline

And when you reach the broken promised land
Every dream slips through your hands
And you'll know it's too late to change your mind
'Cause you pay the price to come so far
Just to wind up where you are
And you're still just across the borderline
Now you're still just across the borderline

A bit shorter and thicker now. That's me in the 1980s on the left and now on the right

Is this close enough?

Red Shoes by the Drug Store - Tom Waits

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She wore red shoes by the newsstand
As the rain splashed the nickel
And spilled like chablis all along the midway
There's a little blue jay
In a red dress on a sad night

One straw in a root beer
A compact with a cracked mirror
A bottle of evening in Paris perfume
What's this sad tune

He told her to wait in by the magazines
To take care of some business it seems
Bring a raincoat
Bring a suitcase
Bring your dark eyes
And wear those red shoes

There's a dark huddle at the bus stop
Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet
Lil Caesar got caught
He was going down to second
He was cooled

Changing stations on the chamber
To steal a diamond ring
From a jewelry store for his baby
He loved the way she looked
In those red shoes


She waited by the drugstore
Caesar had never been this late before
The dogs bayed the moon
And rattled their chain
And the cold jingle of taps in a puddle
Was the burglar alarm
Snitchin' on Caesar

The rain washes memories from the sidewalks
And the hounds splash the nickel full of soldiers
And Santa Claus is drunk
In the ski room
And it's Christmas Eve
In a sad cafй
When the moon gets its way
There's a little blue jay by the newsstand
Red shoes
Red shoes

So meet me tonight by the drugstore
Meet me tonight by the drugstore
Meet me tonight by the drugstore

Goin out tonight
Goin out tonight
Goin out tonight
Wear your red shoes
Red shoes
Red shoes
Red shoes
Red shoes

Cool Cool Water - Sons of the Pioneers

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All day I've faced the barren waste
Without the taste of water
Cool water

Old Dan and I with throats burned dry
And souls that cry
For water
Cool, clear water

Keep a-movin' Dan, doncha listen to him, Dan
He's a devil not a man
And he spreads the burnin' sand with water

Dan, can you see that big green tree
Where the water's runnin' free?
And it's waitin' there for me and you

The nights are cool, and I'm a fool
Each star's a pool of water
Cool water

But with the dawn, I'll wake and yawn
And carry on
To water
Cool, clear water

Keep a-movin' Dan, doncha listen to him, Dan
He's a devil not a man
And he spreads the burnin' sand with watеr

Dan, can you see that big green tree
Where the watеr's runnin' free?
And it's waitin' there for me and you

The shadows sway and seem to say
"Tonight we'll pray for water
Cool water"

And way up there, He'll hear our prayer
And show us where
There's water
Cool, clear water

Keep a-movin', Dan, don't you listen to him, Dan
He's a devil not a man
And he spreads the burnin' sand with water
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Dan, can you see that big green tree
Where the water's runnin' free?
And it's waitin' there for me and you

(Cool, clear water)

Million Dollar Bash - Bob Dylan

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Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel gorged
Turtle, that friend of hers
With his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
With his cheese in the cash
They're all gonna be there
At that million dollar bash

Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Ev'rybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The bigger they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash

Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there
She told him a yarn
Then along came Jones
Emptied the trash
Ev'rybody went down
To that million dollar bash

Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I'm hittin' it too hard
My stones won't take
I get up in the mornin'
But it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But we're all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash

Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
I punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
And I made it on over
To that million dollar bash

Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
Ooh, baby, ooh-ee
It's that million dollar bash

Crossing the Rubicon - Bob Dylan

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I crossed the Rubicon on the 14th day
Of the most dangerous month of the year
At the worst time, at the worst place
That's all I seem to hear
I got up early
So I can greet the goddess of the dawn
I PAINTED my wagon, abandoned all hope
And I crossed the Rubicon

Well, the Rubicon is a red river
Goin' gently as she flows
Redder than your ruby lips
And the blood that flows from the rose
Three miles north of purgatory
One step from the great beyond
I prayed to the cross, I kissed the girls
And I crossed the Rubicon

What are these dark days I see?
In this world so badly bent
I cannot redeem the time
The time so idly spent
How much longer can it last?
How long can it go on?
I embrace my love, put down my hair
And I crossed the Rubicon

I can feel the bones beneath my skin
And they're tremblin' with rage
I'll make your wife a widow
You'll never see old age
Show me one good man in sight
That the sun shines down upon
I pawned my watch, I paid my debts
And I crossed the Rubicon

Put my hide up on a hill
Where some happiness I'll find
If I survive, then let me love
Let the hour be mine
Take the high road, take the low
Take any one you're on
I poured the cup, I passed it along
And I crossed the Rubicon

Well, you defiled the most lovely flowers
In all her womanhood
Others can be tolerant
Others can be good
I'll cut you up with a crooked knife
Lord, and I'll miss you when you're gone
I stood between Heaven and Earth
And I crossed the Rubicon

You won't find any happiness here
No happiness or joy
Go back to the gutter, try your luck
Find you some nice pretty boy
Tell me how many men I need
And who can I count upon
I strapped my belt, I buttoned my coat
And I crossed the Rubicon

I feel the holy spirit inside
See the light that freedom gives
I believe it's in the reach of
Every man who lives
Keep as far away as possible
It's darkest 'fore the dawn (Oh Lord)
I turned the key, I broke it off
And I crossed the Rubicon

Mona, baby, are you still in my mind?
I truly believe that you are
Couldn't be anybody else but you
Who's come with me this far
The killing frost is on the ground
And the autumn leaves are gone
I lit the torch, I looked to the east
And I crossed the Rubicon

Can't Win -- Richard Thompson

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I started to cry, they put gin in my cup
I started to crawl and they swaddled me up
I got up and run, they said, easy, son
Play up, play the game

They told me to think and forget what I heard
They told me to lie and they questioned my word
They told me to fail, better sink than sail
Just play the game

Oh, towers will tumble
And locusts will visit the land
Oh, a curse on your house
And your children and the fruit of your hand

They said you can't win, you can't win
You sweat blood, you give in
You can't win, you can't win
Turn the cheek, take it on the chin
Don't you dare do this, don't you dare do that
We shoot down dreams, we stiletto in the back
Oh, the nerve of some people
The nerve of some people
The nerve of some people
I don't know who you think you are
Who you think you are

Oh, what kind of mother would hamstring her sons?
Throw sand in their eyes and put ice on their tongues
Ah, better to leave than stay here and grieve
And play the game

Don't waken the dead as you sleepwalk around
If you have a dream, brother, hush, not a sound
Just stand there and rust, die if you must
But play the game

Oh, if we can't have it
Why should a wretch like you?
Oh, it was drilled in our heads
Now we drill it into your head too

They said you can't win, you can't win
You sweat blood, you give in
You can't win, you can't win
Turn the cheek, take it on the chin
Don't you dare do this, don't you dare do that
We shoot down dreams, we stiletto in the back
Oh, the nerve of some people
The nerve of some people
The nerve of some people

Only the Lonely - Frank Sinatra

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Each place I go only the lonely go
Some little small cafй
The songs I know only the lonely know
Each melody recalls a love that used to be

The dreams I dream only the lonely dream
Of lips as warm as May
That hopeless scheme only the lonely scheme
That soon somewhere you'll find the one that used to care

And you recall each fun time
Those picnics at the beach when love was new
It well could be the one time
A hopeless, little dream like that comes true

If you find love, hang on to each caress
And never let love go
For when it's gone, you'll know the loneliness
The heartbreak only the lonely know

What Was It You Wanted? -- Bob Dylan

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What was it you wanted?
Tell me again so I’ll know
What’s happening in there
What’s going on in your show
What was it you wanted
Could you say it again?
I’ll be back in a minute
You can get it together by then

What was it you wanted
You can tell me, I’m back
We can start it all over
Get it back on the track
You got my attention
Go ahead, speak
What was it you wanted
When you were kissing my cheek?

Was there somebody looking
When you give me that kiss
Someone there in the shadows
Someone that I might have missed?
Is there something you needed
Something I don’t understand
What was it you wanted
Do I have it here in my hand?

Whatever you wanted
Slipped out of my mind
Would you remind me again
If you’d be so kind
Has the record been breaking
Did the needle just skip
Is there somebody waiting
Was there a slip of the lip?

What was it you wanted
I ain’t keeping score
Are you the same person
That was here before?
Is it something important?
Maybe not
What was it you wanted?
Tell me again I forgot

Whatever you wanted
What could it be
Did somebody tell you
That you could get it from me
Is it something that comes natural
Is it easy to say
Why do you want it
Who are you anyway?

Is the scenery changing
Am I getting it wrong
Is the whole thing going backwards
Are they playing our song?
Where were you when it started
Do you want it for FREE
What was it you wanted
Are you talking to me?

I'm straight and enjoy performing on webcam, on cam4.com and elsewhere. As you say, almost all the viewers are male (as, I'm sure, are most of the ones who say they're female), and many of those are gay or bi. But quite a few are bi-curious, as I am and I guess you are. I'm upfront about my preferences, and chat with anyone who wants to, but don't go along with any of the "sexy talk" some guys want to get into.

This is the only post of mine with more than 1,000 views.

Close to Me -- Sonny Boy Williamson

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I want to get close to me baby
I just want you to get close to me, baby
Get close, get close to me baby
I want you to get to be close to me all the time
I want you to be so close to me
Till I can feel the blood runnin’ warm down my spine

I want you to be close to me baby, as white as rice
I want you to get close to me baby, as spots on the dice
I want you to get close, Siamese twins
I want you to get close to me baby just like you can
I want you to be so close all the time
Until the blood run warm down my spine

I want you to be close, close to me, like white on rice
Close to me, little girl, like the spots on a dice
I want you to be close to me, little girl, as egg to hen
I want you to be so close to me, we look like Siamese twins
I want you to be so close all the time
Until I can feel the blood runnin’ warm down my spine, Lord

I want you to be so close all the time
Until I feel the blood runnin’ down my spine
I want you to be so close to me, little girl
I can smell the white from the sheet
So close to me, little girl
Just like hair on a sheet

I want you to be so close to me, little girl
I want you to be close to me all the time
I want you to be so close to me
Till I can feel the blood runnin’ warm down my spine

Listen to Me -- Buddy Holly

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Listen to me and hold me tight
And you will see our love so right
Hold me darling, listen closely to me
Your eyes will see what love can do
Reveal to me your love so true
Listen to me, listen closely to me

I've told the stars you're my only love
I want to love you to tenderly
Those same bright stars in heaven above
Know now how sweet sweethearts can be
Listen to me, hear what I say
Our hearts can be nearer each day
Hold me darling, listen closely to me

Listen to me
Listen, listen
Listen to me

I Believe to My Soul - Ray Charles

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One of these days and it won't be long
You're gonna look for me and I'll be gone

'Cause I believe now
(I believe, yes, I believe)
I say I believe right now
(I believe, yes, I believe)
Well, I believe to my soul now
You're trying to make a fool of me
(I believe it, I believe it)

Well, you're goin' 'round here with your head so hard
I think I'm gonna have to use my rod

'Cause I believe
(I believe, yes, I believe)
I say I believe right now
(I believe, yes, I believe)
Well, I believe to my soul now
You're trying to make a fool of me now
(I believe it, I believe it)

Last night you were dreaming, and I heard you say
(Oh, Johnny!) When you know my name is Ray

That's why I believe right now
(I believe, yes, I believe)
I say I believe right now
(I believe, yes, I believe)
Whoa, whoa, I believe to my soul now
You're trying to make a fool of me now
(I believe it)

When He Returns - Bob Dylan

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The iron hand, it ain't match for the iron rod
The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God
For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears
It is only He who can reduce me to tears
Don’t you cry and don’t you die and don’t you burn
For like a thief in the night, He’ll replace wrong with right
When He returns

Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through
He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew
How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?
How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?
Will I ever learn that there’ll be no peace, that the war won’t cease
Until He returns?

SURRENDER your crown on this bloodstained ground, take off your mask
He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask
How long can you falsify and deny what is real?
How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned
He’s got plans of His own to set up His throne
When He returns

It Fills You Up -- Van Morrison

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There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's something going on
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
But you don't know what it is
But you don't know what it is
But you don't have to know
You just take it for what it is

Within this melody
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's more than you can see
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
There's another realm
There's another world
With kings and queens
Yeah, yeah

That's why you gotta testify
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now (Uh huh)
You gotta do and die
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
You gotta stay in the music and move
You gotta turn on the music and groove
Every, every, every day
You know what I'm talking about
It fill you up, it fill you up


It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now (Yeah)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now (Yeah)
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Get you rolling in the morning
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Work out a few kinks
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up to the brim, Jim
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Lord have mercy
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now
Come here, baby
It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now

Eyes Eyes - by Michael Hurley

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Protein monster
Ate a sack of poison sugar
Crawling out the barn
To the weeds to die
Rolling his EYES
EYES
EYES

Mama molasses
Broke my glasses
And the moon came up
We wiggled our ASSES
She got red EYES
EYES
EYES

Marilyn Monroe
Pointed her TOE
Crawling out the pool
From the water so blue
Camera flashes flashing back
From her EYES
EYES
EYES

The werewolf rides
Everybody hide
He won't be scared when he dies
Look in his EYES
EYES
EYES

Smokey the bear
Standing there
And there's all the woods
All black and bare
Tears in his EYES
EYES
EYES

She called me a bum
Sleeping through the day
There was nothing I wanted to say
I closed my EYES
EYES
EYES

Phone Booth - Robert Cray

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I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
Got no one else to call

Been walkin' all day
Old friends, I can't find
Heart's so cold
Had to buy me some wine
Callin' you, baby
Took my very last dime

I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched up on the wall
I'm in a phone booth, baby
Number scratched on the wall
I'm new in Chicago
Got no one else to call

What a Wonderful World - Louis Armstrong

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I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
They're really sayin', "I love you"

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Oh, yeah!

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee (Sticks McGee)

by Jerry Lee Lewis

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Well, I was down in New Orleans, everything's fine
All them cats is drinkin' that wine
Drinkin' that mess is their delight
But when they get drunk, they singin' all night

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Pass that bottle to me

They buy it by the gallon, they buy it by the quart
Buy Blackberry, you're doing things smart
Knockin' down windows and tearing down doors
Drunk, drunk, drunk, keep 'em screamin' for more

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Why don't you pass that bottle to me, yeah

Well, they're down on them Bourbon Street at Willie Ben's
Papa Willie wasn't selling, but a little gin
One cat up and ordered him a bottle of wine
He tipped that cat for a dollar and a dime

Drinkin' wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Wine, spo-dee-o-dee, drinkin' wine
Slip that bottle to me, dear, Lord

Wine, wine, wine, Elderberry
Wine, wine, wine, oh, Sherry
Wine, wine, wine, Blackberry
Wine, wine, wine, Half and Half
Wine, wine, wine, good Lord
Pass that bottle to me

Pick it, son, pick it
Wine
Elderberry, whoa
Little taste of Sherry
Give it to me now
Pick it Killer, pick it, pick it, pick it, pick it

Woah
Wine, wine, wine, Elderberry
Wine, wine, wine, oh, Sherry
Wine, wine, wine, Blackberry
Wine, wine, wine, Half and Half
Wine, wine, wine, oh, boy
Pass that bottle to me, yeah

I can't understand why Twitter and Skype changed their distinctive names (that doubled as verbs) to such dull ones as Teams and X.

Visions of Johanna by Bob Dylan

Ain't it just like the night to play
Tricks when you're trying to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded
Though we're all doing our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, tempting you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the empty lot where the ladies play
Blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls
They whisper of escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall
To be so useless and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in the hall
Oh, how can I explain?
It's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up past the dawn

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, "This is what salvation must be like after a while"
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeez, I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it all seem so cruel

The peddler now speaks
To the countess who's pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a parasite
And I'll go out and say a prayer for him"
But like Louise always says
"You can't look at much, can you, man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes everything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that remain

Me and Mr7inches

Stone Walls and Steel Bars by The Stanley Brothers

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Stone walls and steel bars a love on my mind
I'm a three time loser I'm long gone this time

Jealousy has took my young life
All for the love of another man's wife
But I've had it coming I've known all the time
No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind

Gray-haired warden deep Frisco Bay
Guards all around me leading my way
But I've had it coming at the end of the line
No more stone walls and steel bars and you on my mind

Blind Willie McTell by Bob Dylan

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I've seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying this land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem
Well, I travel through east Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Wille McTell

Mmm, I heard that hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Was his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a moaning
Hear that undertaker's bell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootleg whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

God is in His heaven
And we all want what's His
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of that old Saint James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Jokerman

Bob Dylan

Standing on the waters, casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with the TRUTH so far off, what good will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one
Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister
You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah, but what do you care?
Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister
Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo, indeed, could've carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame
Preacher man seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time 'til night comes stepping in

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh-oh-oh, Jokerman

Used to be one o'clock, now two o'clock

Comparing cocks

That's circumference, not girth.

Positively 4th Street - Bob Dylan

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You got a lot of nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lot of nerve
To say you got a 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 you’re so hurt
Why then don’t you show it?
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What it don’t know to begin with?

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say "How are you?" "Good luck!"
But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once
And SCREAM it?

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand
It’s not my problem?

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You'd know what a drag it is
To see you

Not sure, but I guess mine's a helmet

I Feel a Change Coming On -- Bob Dylan

(written by Bob Dylan & Robert Hunter)

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Well I'm looking the world over
Looking far off into the East
And I see my baby coming
She's walking with the village priest

I feel a change coming on
And the last part of the day is already gone


We've got so much in common
We strive for the same old ends
And I just can't wait
Wait for us to become friends

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


Life is for love
And they say that love is blind
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


Well now, what's the use in dreaming
You got better things to do
Dreams never did work for me anyway
Even when they did come true


You are as whorish as ever
Baby you could start a fire
I must be losing my mind
You're the object of my desire

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone


I'm listening to Billy Joe Shaver
And I'm reading James Joyce
Some people they tell me
I got the blood of the land in my voice


Everybody got all the money
Everybody got all the beautiful clothes
Everybody got all the flowers
I don't have one single rose

I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone

Almost Independence Day -- Van Morrison

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I can hear them calling way from Oregon
I can hear them calling way from Oregon
And it's almost Independence Day

Me and my lady, we go steppin' (we go steppin')
We go steppin' way out on China town
All to buy some Hong Kong silver
And the wadin' rushing river (we go steppin')
We go out on the, out on the town tonight

I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the fireworks
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay
I can hear them echoing
I can hear, I can hear them echoing
Up and down the, up and down the San Francisco bay

I can see the boats in the harbor (way across the harbor)
Lights shining out (lights shining out)
And a cool, cool night
And a cool, cool night across the harbor
I can hear the fireworks
I can hear the people, people shouting out
I can hear the people shouting out (up and down the line)
And it's almost Independence Day
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I can see the lights way out in the harbor
And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night
And the cool, and the cool, and the cool night breeze
And I feel the cool night breeze
And I feel, feel, feel the cool night breeze
And the boats go by
And it's almost Independence Day
And it's almost, and it's almost Independence Day

Way up and down the line
Way up and down the line...

Solid Rock -- Bob Dylan

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Well, I'm hanging on to a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
And I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)

For me, He was chastised, for me, He was hated
For me, He was rejected by a world that He created
Nations are angry, cursed are some
People are expecting a false peace to come

Well, I'm hanging on to a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
And I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)

It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit
Twenty-four hours a day, you can feel it and you can hear it
Using every angle under the sun
And He never give up 'til the battle's lost or won

Well, I'm hanging on (oh yes, I am)
To a solid rock
Made before the foundation of the world
I won't let go and I can't let go
I won't let go and I can't let go
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
(Won't let go and I can't let go no more)