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Dylan Lyrics
10,000 Men 
Some of 'm goin' down, some of 'm gonna get killed.Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue,Ten thousand men dressed in oxford blue,Drummin' in the morning, in the evening they'll be coming for you.Ten thousand men on the move,Ten thousand men on the move,None of them doing nothin' that your mama wouldn't disapprove.Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold,Ten thousand men digging for silver and gold,All clean shaven, all coming in from the cold.Ten thousand women all dressed in white,Ten thousand women all dressed in white,Standin' at my window wishing me goodnight.Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail,Ten thousand men looking so lean and frail,Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room,Ten thousand women all sweepin' my room,Spilling my buttermilk, sweeping it up with a broom.
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One by one, they followed the sun,One by one, until there were none.Two by two, to their lovers they flew,Two by two, into the foggy dew.Three by three, they danced on the sea,Four by four, they danced on the shore,Five by five, they tried to survive,Six by six, they were playing with tricks.How many paths did they try and fail?How many of their brothers and sisters lingered in jail?How much poison did they inhale?How many black cats crossed their trail?Seven by seven, they headed for heaven,Eight by eight, they got to the gate,Nine by nine, they drank the wine,Ten by ten, they drank again.How many tomorrow's have are they given away?How many more can they afford?Two by two, they stepped into the ark,
 
Two by two, they step in the dark.Three by three, they're turning the key,Four by four, they turn it some more,One by one, they follow the sun,Two by two, to another rendezvous.
4th Time Around 
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies,"And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,Then said, "What else you got left?"It was then that I got up to leaveEverybody must give something backFor something they get."I stood there and hummed,Then she said, "Don't get cute."So I forced my hands in my pocketsI stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked.And after finding I'dI waited in the hallway, she went to get it,Out of that picture of you in your wheelchairThat leaned up against . . .then she fell on the floor,And I covered her up and thenI filled up my shoeAnd you, you took me in,You loved me thenNow don't ask for mine.Copyright
 © 
1966; renewed 1994 Dwarf Music
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A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall 
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around itI saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
 
And what did you hear, my darling young one?I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?Who did you meet, my darling young one?I met a young woman whose body was burning,I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,I met one man who was wounded in love,I met another man who was wounded with hatred,It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,Where black is the color, where none is the number,And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',But I'll know my song well before I start singin',It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.Copyright
 © 
1963; renewed 1991 Special Rider Music
A Satisfied Mind 
If I had his money I'd do things my wayHmm, but little they knowHmm, it's so hard to findOne rich man in ten with a satisfied mind.Hmm, once I was wadding in fortune and fameEverything that I dreamed of to get a start in lifes gameBut I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind.I'll leave there ain't no doubtBut one thing for certainI'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind.
Abandoned Love 
I can hear the turning of the key
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