Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

How many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly

Before they're forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

What good am I if I say foolish things

And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings?

And I just turn my back while you silently die,

What good am I?

«There must be some way out of here», — said the Joker to the Thief,

«There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.

Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,

None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.»

But there's one thing I know

Though I'm younger than you

That even Jesus would never

Forgive what you do.

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel

To be on your own

With no direction home

Like a complete unknown

Like a rolling stone?

Yes, she's gone like the rainbow that shined yesterday

But now she's home beside me and I'd like her here to stay

She's a lone forsaken beauty and it's don't trust anyone

I wish I was beside her but I'm not there, I'm gone

I'm not the one you want, babe,

I'm not the one you need.

You say you're lookin' for someone,

Who's never weak but always strong

To protect you an' defend you

Whether you are right or wrong

Someone to open each and every door,

But it ain't me, babe.

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,

It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.

Soft through the dark

The hoot of an owl in the sky

Sad though his song

No bluer was he than I.

The moon went down stars were gone

But the sun didn't rise with the dawn.

There wasn't a thing left to say

The night we called it a day.