The year was '65 Outside your room was where I'd lie To hear those Dylan tunes In the afternoon We never seemed to share a point of view And thunderclouds were never far away And every day
I guess you got those blues And when you get those blues There's nothing you can do I wish four winds could blow you home Back to when we'd sit and find a way To face today
I guess you got those blues And when you get those blues There's nothing you can do No one to turn to
When you get those blues When you get those blues There's nothing you can do
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