Girl From The North Country
Bob Dylan
3:20Snowflakes are falling On my head Lord, have mercy It feels heavy as lead I've been hit too hard And I've seen too much Nothing can heal me now But your touch Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong I'm marching to the city bus and the road ain't long Loneliness Got a mind of its own The more people around More you feel alone Well, I'm chained to the earth Like a silent slave I'm trying to break free Out of death's dark cave Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city bus and the road ain't long Boys in the street Beginning to play Girls, like birds Flying away I'm carrying the roses That were given to me Thinking 'bout paradise Wondering what it might be Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city bus and the road ain't long Clouds in the skies Looks like rain Tired of talking Tried to explain When I'm gone You'll remember my name I'm gonna win my way To wealth and fame Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong I'm marching to the city bus and the road ain't long I was hoping That we'd never part You took the madness Out of my heart I was hoping we could drink from Life's clear streams I was hoping we could dream Life's pleasant dreams Once I had a pretty girl and she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city bus and the road ain't long