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Bob Dylan - I'm Not There (text) songtekst

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Dit lied staat op The Bootleg Series Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete.

It's alright
And then she's all too tight
In my neighbourhood
She cries both day and night
I know it because I was there

It's a milestone
But she down on her luck
And she daily so lonely
But to make hard to buck
I remain

I believe where she's stopping
If she wants time to care
I believe that she'd look upon
Deciding to care
And I go by the Lord in a way
She's on my way
But I don't belong there

No, I don't belong to her
I don't belong to anybody
She's my prize-forsaken angel
But she don't hear me cry

She's a lone-hearted mystic
And she dain't carry on
When I'm there she's alright
But when she's not when I'm gone

Heaven knows that the answers
She's don't call no one
She's the way to stay beautiful
She's mine for the one
And I lost her heavy tension
By temptations does it runs
But she don't holler me
But I'm not there, I'm gone

Now I've cried tonight
Like I cried the night before
And I'm least on the high string
But I dream about the door

It's a long, she's forsaken
By her fate, ways to tell
It don't hang by formation
She's smiled, said thee well

Now I went out treat the layway
I was born to love her
But she knows that the kingdom weighs
So high above her
And I run but I race
But it's not too fast to slim
But I don't perceive her
I'm not there, I'm gone

Well, it's all about dead years
And I cried for her veil
I don't need anybody now
Beside me to tell

And it's all affirmation
I perceive but it's not
She's an old-hearted beauty
But she don't like the spot
And she come

Yes, she's gone like the rainbow
The shining yesterday
But now she's warm beside me and
I'd like to hear to stay
She's a unforsaken beauty
And don't trust anyone
And I wish I was beside her
But I'm not there, I'm gone

Well, it's a too-hard to staking
And I don't far believe
It's all bad for abusing
An' she's hard, too hard to leave
It's unknown, it's a crime
The way she mauls me around
But she told, phoned to hate me
But it's doomed to make a clown

Yes, I believe that it's rightful
Oh, I believe it in my mind
I been told like I said when I before
Carry on the grind
And she's all good to tole her
Like I said, carry on
I wish I was there to help her
But I'm not there, I'm gone
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Uitgegeven in: 1967

Taal: Engels

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