Bob Dylan's Blues - karaoke text

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Got the Bob Dylan blues And the Bob Dylan shoes And my clothes and my hair's in a mess But you know I just couldn't care less Gonna write me a song 'bout what's right and what's wrong Got God and my girl and all that Quiet while I make like a cat Cause I'm a poet, doncha know it And the wind you can blow it Cause I'm Mr. Dylan the king And I'm free as a bird on the wing Roam from town to town, get to get people down But I don't care too much about that Cause my gut and my wallet are fat Make a whole lot of dough but i deserve it though I got soul and a good heart of gold So I'll sing about war and the cold Cause I'm a poet, doncha know it And the wind you can blow it Cause I'm Mr. Dylan the king And I'm free as a bird on the wing Well I sings about dreams and I rhymes it with seams Cause it seems that my dream always means That I can prophesy all kinds of things Well the guy that digs me Should try hard to see That he buys all my discs in a hat. And when I'm in town go see that. Cause I'm a poet, doncha know it And the wind you can blow it Cause I'm Mr. Dylan the king And I'm free as a bird on the wing

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