Texty:
Bob Dylan Down In The Groove

to talk But I had a dream about you, baby A dream about you, baby Late last night you come rollin' across my mind I stand on highway, baby flag me down

bright eyes Prefer to treat her nasty and low down lies Make no difference where she's been I'm going south and doing them things again Bake in a hot tub, down

gettin' closer every time we meet Going ninety miles an hour down a dead end street Yeah, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street Well, ninety miles an hour down

Yeah, I love her I'm in love with the ugliest girl in the world The woman that I love she got two flat feet Her knees knock together walkin' down the

I wandered again to my home in the mountain Where in youth's early dawn, I was happy and free I looked for my friends but I never could find them I found

start to talk I had a dream about you, baby Had a dream about you, baby Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind Standin' on the highway, you flag me down

: When did you leave heaven ? How could they let you go ? How's every thing in heaven ? I'd like to know. Why did you trade heaven ? For all these earthly

When you're sad and when you're lonely and you haven't got a friend Just remember that death is not the end And all that you've held sacred, falls down

: Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you Look away, you rollin' river Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you Look away. We're bound away Across the wide Missouri