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Bob Dylan - Highlands
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Well my hearts in the highlands, gentle and fair Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air Bluebells blazing where the aberdeen waters flow Well my hearts in the highlands Im gonna go there when I feel good enough to go Windows were shaking all night in my dreams Everything was exactly the way that it seems Woke up this mornin and I looked at the same old page/pain/paint? Same old rat race, life in the same old cage I dont want nothin from anyone, aint that much to take Wouldnt know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of mystery I wish someoned come and push back the clock for me Well my hearts in the highlands wherever I roam Thats where Ill be when I get called home The wind it whispers to the buckeye trees of rhyme Well my hearts in the highlands I can only get there one step at a time Im listening to neil young, I gotta turn up the sound Someones always yellin turn it down Feel like Im driftin, driftin from scene to scene Im wonderin what in the devil could it all possibly mean Insanity is smashin up against my soul You could say I was on anything but a roll If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop My hearts in the highlands at the break of dawn By the beautiful lake of the black swan Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low Well my hearts in the highlands only place left to go Im in boston town in some restaurant I got no idea what I want Or maybe I do but Im just really not sure Waitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and her Well it must be a holiday, theres nobody around She studies me closely as I sit down She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs I said tell me what I want She say you probably want hard boiled eggs I said thats right, bring me some She says we aint got any, you picked the wrong time to come Then she says i know youre an artist, draw a picture of me I said i would if I could but I dont do sketches from memory Well shes? ? near she says Im right here in front of you or havent you looked I say all right I know but I dont have my drawin book She gives me a napkin, she say you can do it on that I say yes I could but I dont know where my pencil is at She pulls one out from behind her ear She says alright now go ahead draw me Im stayin right here I make a few lines and I show it for her to see Well she takes the napkin and throws it back and says that dont look a thing like me I said oh kind miss, it most certainly does She say you must be joking, I said i wish I was She says you dont read women authors do ya? At least thats what I think I hear her say Well I say how would you know, and what would it matter anyway Well she says ya just dont seem like ya do, I said youre way wrong She says which ones have you read then? , I say read erica jong She goes away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my chair I step outside back to the busy street, but nobodys goin anywhere Well my hearts in the highlands with the horses and hounds Way up in the border country far from the towns With the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bow My hearts in the highlands, cant see any other way to go Every day is the same thing, out the door Feel further away than ever before Some things in life it just gets too late to learn Well Im lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turns I see people in the park, forgettin their troubles and woes Theyre drinkin and dancin, wearin bright colored clothes All the young men with the young women lookin so good Well Id trade places with any of em, in a minute if I could Im crossin the street to get away from a mangy dog Talkin to myself in a monologue I think what I need might be a full length leather coat Somebody just asked me if Im registered to vote The sun is beginnin to shine on me But its not like the sun that used to be The partys over and theres less and less to say I got new eyes, everything looks far away Well my hearts in the highlands at the break of day Over the hills and far away Theres a way to get there, and Ill figure it out somehow Well Im already there in my mind and thats good enough for now
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