BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER Bob Dylan

BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love, I'm sailin' away in the morning. Is there something I can send you from across the sea, From the place that I'll be landing?

BLACKJACK DAVEY Bob Dylan

Made the woods around him ring, And he charmed the heart of a lady, Charmed the heart of a lady. "How old are you, my pretty little miss, How old are you, my honey?"

SPANISH HARLEM INCIDENT Bob Dylan

SPANISH HARLEM INCIDENT Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat. Your temperature's too hot for taming, Your flaming feet burn up the street.

Spanish Hariem Incident Bob Dylan

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem Cannot hold you to its heat. Your temperature's too hot for taming, Your flaming feet burn up the street.

SPANISH IS THE LOVING TONGUE Bob Dylan

SPANISH IS THE LOVING TONGUE Broke her heart, lost my own Adios, Mi corazon Spanish is the loving tongue Soft as music, light as spray 'Twas a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way

SPANISH BOOTS Rod Stewart

I used to work and take a salary In a hole up near a foundry But it did not take me too long To get my boots on a "So Long!" Long Spanish boots on a "So Long!"

Spanish Boots Jeff Beck

Beck, Stewart, Wood) I used to work and take a salary In a hole up near a foundry But it did not take me too long To get my boots on a "So Long!" Long Spanish boots on a "So Long!"

Early Roman Kings Bob Dylan

All the early Roman kings In their sharkskin suits Bow ties and buttons High top boots Drivin' the spikes in Blazin' the rails Nailed in their coffins In top hats and tails Fly away, little bird

Boots Of Spanish Leather Nanci Griffith

my own true love There's nothing I'm wishing to be owning Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine Maybe silver or of

Boots of Spanish Leather Half Moon Run

you can send me, my own true love There’s nothin’ I wish to be ownin’ Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled From across that lonesome ocean Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine Made of

Spanish Is The Loving Tongue (Unreleased, Self Portrait) Bob Dylan

Spanish is the loving tongue Soft as music light as spring It was a girl I learned it from Living down Sonora way Well I don't look much like a lover Still I here her love words over Mostly when I'm all

Workingman's Blues 2 Bob Dylan

There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town Starlight by the edge of the creek The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's gettin' shallow and weak Well the place I love best is a sweet memory

Must Be Santa Bob Dylan

that's long and white Who comes around on a special night Santa comes around on a special night Special Night, beard that's white Must be Santa Must be Santa Must be Santa, Santa Clause Who wears boots

WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE Bob Dylan

WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, Ancient footprints are everywhere.

When I Paint My Masterpiece (The Band) Bob Dylan

Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, Ancient footprints are everywhere. You can almost think that you're seein' double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.

When I Paint My Masterpiece (Studio Outtake - 1971) Bob Dylan

Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble, Ancient footprints are everywhere. You can almost think that you're seein' double On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.

WIGGLE WIGGLE Bob Dylan

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle in your boots and shoes, Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, you got nothing to lose, Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, like a swarm of bees, Wiggle on your hands and knees.

Bob Dylan Nine Days

Bob Dylan Bobby's in the basement making his movie, He paints a little picture but not to be cheesy.

Bob Dylan Nine Days

Lacerations of my heart. Dropped down in peices in the dark. Mixed the words up on this page. Makes the purple turn to beige. Inspriation of my heart search for light out of the dark.

ABANDONED LOVE Bob Dylan

ABANDONED LOVE I can hear the turning of the key I've been deceived by the clown inside of me.

Senor (Tales Of Yankee Power) Bob Dylan

Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon, I can smell the tail of the dragon. Can't stand the suspense anymore. Can you tell me who to contact here, senor?

SENOR Bob Dylan

SENOR (Tales of Yankee Power) Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? Seems like I been down this way before. Is there any truth in that, senor?

Abandoned Love (Studio Outtake - 1975) Bob Dylan

I can see the turning of the key I\'ve been deceived by the clown inside of me I thought that he was righteous but he\'s vain Oh, something\'s a-telling me I wear the ball and chain My patron saint

Bob Dylan's Blues Bob Dylan

car run I don't have no sports car And I don't even care to have one I can walk anytime around the block Well, the wind keeps a-blowin' me Up and down the street With my hat in my hand And my boots

With God on Our Side (Live at Sony Music Studios, New York, NY - November 1994) Bob Dylan

Oh the Spanish-American War had its day And the Civil War too Was soon laid away And the names of the heroes I's made to memorize With guns in their hands And God on their side.

WITH GOD ON OUR SIDE Bob Dylan

Oh the Spanish-American War had its day And the Civil War too Was soon laid away And the names of the heroes I's made to memorize With guns in their hands And God on their side.

ROMANCE IN DURANGO Bob Dylan

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Romance In Durango (Live) Bob Dylan

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Romance in Durango (Live at Harvard Square Theatre) Bob Dylan

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Romance In Durango (Live at the Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec - December 1975) Bob Dylan

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Romance in Durango (Live at Harvard Square Theatre, Cambridge, MA - November 1975) Bob Dylan

Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people Hoofbeats like castanets on stone. At night I dream of bells in the village steeple Then I see the bloody face of Ramon.

Sad Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands Bob Dylan

SAD EYED LADY OF THE LOWLANDS With your mercury mouth in the missionary times, And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes, And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes, Oh, who

SAD EYED LADY OF THE LOWLANDS Bob Dylan

SAD EYED LADY OF THE LOWLANDS With your mercury mouth in the missionary times, And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes, And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes, Oh, who

Bob Dylan s Blues Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan's Blues Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin' fine.

Bob Dylan`s Blues Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan's Blues Well, the Lone Ranger and Tonto They are ridin' down the line Fixin' ev'rybody's troubles Ev'rybody's 'cept mine Somebody musta tol' 'em That I was doin' fine.

Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands Bob Dylan

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands, Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes, My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums, Should I leave them by your gate, Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Ballrooms of mars t. rex

You gonna look fine Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll

Ballrooms Of Mars T-Rex

You gonna look fine Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll call

Ballrooms Of Mars T.Rex

You gonna look fine Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll call you thing

Ballrooms Of Mars Marc Bolan

You gonna look fine Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll call

Bob Dylan Blowin\' In The Wind

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? How many times must the cannonballs fly Before they\'re forever ba...

Bob Dylan Sanjosex

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Bob Dylan Eppu Normaali

Dylan on Messias Dylan on vapahtaja Dylan meidät pelastaa Nyt mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon c'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan C'mon mennään Dylania kumartamaan (maan

LEATHER BOOTS Alice Cooper

Leather boots poundin' the floor Black and shiny kickin' the door The police, hit the streets They would never take the boots off of their feet If I break the law and get caught I could get smashed

Desolation Row Bob Dylan

They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a

Desolation Row (Live at Sony Music Studios, New York, NY - November 1994) Bob Dylan

They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance

I SHALL BE FREE NO. 10 Bob Dylan

your face look just like mine Five, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run 99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of

Desolation Row (Alternate Take) Bob Dylan

They`re selling postcards of the hanging They`re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They`ve got him in a trance

Spanish Fandango Bob Wills

My Sweet senorita my own sweet Chiquita Let's dance once again the Spanish Fandango I long for the charms of your sweet loving arms So let's just begin the Spanish Fandango Hold me once more while we glide

HIGHLANDS Bob Dylan

Same old rat race, life in the same old cage I don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to take Wouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fake Feel like a prisoner in a world of