Let’s have some fun.. it’s Friday goddammit.

Here is a brilliant piece of lyric, how many Dylan songs & what songs ? Use the comment section.

The song is called:

Friday

It’s Friday morning on Franklin Avenue
I’m just sitting here beating on my trumpet
up on the white veranda
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I’m hungry and I’m irritable
And I’m tired of this bag of tricks
Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent
I guess I’ll be leaving tomorrow
If I have to beg, steal or borrow

The air is getting hotter
Every head is so dignified
Every moon is so sanctified
But it grieves my heart, love
If I see and don’t say, if I look right through you

I don’t care about economy
But I ain’t a judge, you don’t have to be nice to me
Shake the dust off of your feet, don’t look back
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
Your loyalty is not to me, but to the stars above
Your days are numbered, so are mine

Check out:

• Alldylan @ Facebook
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• Bob Dylan Quiz – Lyrics from 1986-89
• Bob Dylan Quiz – Lyrics from 1980-85
• Bob Dylan Quiz – Lyrics from the 90’s
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• Karl Erik’s expectingrain.com
• Olof’s “Still On The Road“

-Egil