Texty:
Baez Joan Any Day Now

: (B. Dylan) My love she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like fire like ice People

: (B. Dylan) "Oh, help me in my weakness," I heard the drifter say, As they carried him from the courtroom And were taking him away. "My trip hasn't

, should I wait? With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row, And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go, And your gentleness now, which you

: (B. Dylan, R. Manuel) We carried you in our arms On Independence Day, And now you'd throw us all aside And put us on our way. Oh what dear daughter

cannot touch. Dear landlord, Please don't dismiss my case. I'm not about to argue, I'm not about to move to no other place. Now, each of us has his

: (B. Dylan) Well, I'm walkin' down the line, I'm walkin' down the line An' I'm walkin' down the line. My feet'll be a-flyin' To tell about my troubled

trace of misery A phrase in connection first with she occurred That love is just a four-letter word Outside a rattling store-front window Cats meowed to the break of day

just cannot touch. Dear landlord, Please don't dismiss my case. I'm not about to argue, I'm not about to move to no other place. Now, each of us has

ask me again? It only brings me sorrow. For the same thing that I want from you today I would want again tomorrow. Well I got a letter on a lonesome day