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I'll ride all night
And I need you for this ship to take flight
Let's go, let's go
Come on baby let me take it off
Another second we gone blast it

Listen Ben
We've made so many diss tracks on you
I don't even understand why you keep trying, I mean
Dylan's music is so good and yours, yours is

dance that real Martha Graham shit
Night in jail, out on bail, time to rail shit
More like Bob fuckin Dylan than Cate Blanchett
We on that real Peter Pan

to happen
Like the sound of one hand clapping (Bob Dylan)
Cross my tracks and I get to trapping
What if all these hills got flattened?
In my area, StateFarm

My first concert was b.o.b.
I was 14 im tryna see the magic in me
Johns mom drop us off so hype to get out we spilled out
That car
Grindin with

Chasing the Light

Mat Kearney

Young Love

2011

it out
As you keep chasing the light

Remember back when you slept on my floor
Blow up mattress down by the door
Ten pounds heavier from wasted time
We

on my horse, suckin' dick to Bob Dylan
Don't think twice, it's alright to get filling
Another girl by sundown, God, lord willing
I'm a born sinner, know

came back from Britain
And William Shakespeare penned it
Might be the black Bob Dylan
If not then I'm on a mission
I'm of the titan fraction
We leave you

unaware
I'm trying to learn it all hoping I can take you there

I got older got smarter brokenhearted independent
Met my brothers we would roam the city

before it’s too dark
Bob Dylan was blowing in the wind
Knocking on Heaven’s door, open and let me in
You gotta give us what we want
You gotta give us what

we all turn blue
I'mma put my knee on the Commander-in-Chief
Press down on his neck 'till he begs and he pleads
'Cause that's what it's like when we

Taking Bob Dylan

Jen Foster

Songs from the Underdogs

2005

of your suitcase
You're taking everything, you've got my heart on a string
Just tell me where we are going
All I am is where you are
And I never knew you

told Tae bring the Bob Dylan out
That p- so cold, we just chillin' out
They be yellin', yellin', ye-yellin' out
It's Barbie, bitch, if you still in

Dylan isn't Dylan and Wayne isn't Wayne
They got where they are by changing their names

Jesus was the first Superman we know that of course
One got

Dylandylandylan it's time to get up
It's time to tell a story Dylan
It's time to get up
Tell us an autobiography
Hey It's time to get up Dylan
It's

cool like cool whip (Cool whip)
Or keep it chill like Bob Dylan
Red roses ye I need a million (Million)
Dolla dolla bills (Bills)
Million dolla deal

Dylan
I went through some odd healing
Might rock the cardigan
If it gets em broads digging
Finna put us on the Radar
MBA we major
When you go through all

Baby, You've Been on My Mind

Linda Ronstadt

Hand Sown...Home Grown

1969

Written by Bob Dylan
Copyright 1964 M Whitmark & Sons/ Warner Chappell Music (ASCAP)


It might be the color of the sun cut flat
And covering

hand bookstore. He never wrote so we never knew where
he was. He studied for a while, after leaving home, at Oxford on
a couple of scholarships, won all

I Had a Dream Martin Luther King Young Black And Proud Am Trying To Get It By Any Means
Emancipate Yourself From Mental Slavery Bob Marley am

[Originally by Bob Dylan]

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? 
Peopled call, say, beware doll,

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

street men who paid their dues 

'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose 
They knew it 
So they just got to it 
With cracked old Gibsons and red

its on sight y'all sweet
And if I see Russ then it is havoc I'll wreak
Sugar Gay how I'm gripping Dylans leg
He's stroking me off but he don't get

But but, no hard feelings 
Prayers to the sky like there's no ceilings 
Electric flow that's Bob Dylan 
Can't knock us down cuz we been kneeling 

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