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Album: Tell Tale Signs The Bootleg Series Vol 8 (2008) Artists: Bob Dylan 32 20 Blues Ain't Talkin Born In Time Can't Escape From You Can't Wait Cocaine Blues Cold Irons Bound Cross The Green Mountain Dignity Dreamin Of You Duncan And Brady Everything Is Broken God Knows High Water Huck's Tune Lonesome Day Blues Marchin To The City Mary And The Soldier Miss The Mississippi Mississippi Most Of The Time Red River Shore Ring Them Bells Series Of Dreams Someday Baby Tell Ol Bill The Girl On The Greenbriar Shore The Lonesome River Things Have Changed Tryin To Get To Heaven

Song: Lonesome Day Blues Artists: Bob Dylan Favorite: Add Remove Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floor They're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor When I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war My sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months Don't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even once Well the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast Well the road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beast Funny, the things you have the hardest time parting with, are the things you need the least Well, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive Set my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive I seen your lover-man comin', comin' across the barren fields I see your lover-man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fields He not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he steals Well my captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled My captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled He's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been killed. Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was Last night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was Yeah I tell myself something's coming, but it never does I'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd I'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowd I'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proud Well, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the shelf Leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelf You're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself.

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