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Bob Dylan Street Legal

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

I had a pony, her name was Lucifer How much longer? How much longer? I had a pony, her name was Lucifer How much longer? She broke her leg and needed

I think we better talk this over Maybe when we both get sober You'll understand, I'm only a man Doin' the best that I can This situation can only get

I'm getting weary looking in my baby's eyes When she's near me she's so hard to recognize But I finally realize there's no room for regret True love,

: In death, you face life with a child and a wife Who sleep-walks through your dreams into walls. You're a soldier of mercy, you're cold and you curse

: Do you love me, or are you just extending goodwill? Do you need me half as bad as you say, or are you just feeling guilt? I've been burned before and

: 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

Elizabeth Street And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone where she bathed in a stream of pure heat. Her father would emphasize you got to be more than street

: I think we better talk this over Maybe when we both get sober You'll understand I'm only a man Doin' the best that I can. This situation can only