How may roads must a man walk down 

I wish I could write so profound 

The words he spoke were blown in the wind 

Pick up my air guitar and write like him 



Awwww Bob Dylan 



I live my life like a Rolling Stone

Feel my words are not my own 

You can't tell me what to sing 

But the times they are changing 



Awwww Bob Dylan 

Awwww Bob Dylan 



Look out kid 

There's something you did 

God knows when but you're doin' it again 

Searchin' around for dignity 

A little less of Bob and a little more of me 



Awwww 



How does it feel to be on your own 

Lower than a complete unknown 

Searchin' for poetry in all the wrong places 

Looking for acceptance it strangers faces 



Awwww Bob Dylan 

Awwww Bob Dylan 

Awwww Bob Dylan 

Awwww Bob Dylan 

Bob Dylan 

Bob Dylan, yeah 

Oooh Bob Dylan 

Bob Dylan