Bob Dylan - Too Late (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Bob Dylan - Too Late (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Well, whether there was a murder,
I don't know, I wasn't there
I was busy visiting a friend in jail
There were just two women
on the scene at the time
Neither one of 'em saw a thing,
both of 'em were wearing veils
They said it was a natural situation
He reached too high and tumbled
back to the ground
You know what they say about being
nice to people on your way up
"You might meet 'em again
on your way back down"
But it's too late to bring him back
Too late, too late, too late, too
late, too late to bring him back
He had a brother named Paul
hang out at the cafe royal
Where Miss Dolly plays and the
reviews have been mixed
Well, he's pretty to look at looking
for someone to throw the book at
But you know that he drinks
and drinks, can't be fixed
Sing me one more song about your
summer romance, I know
You don't know marvelous children,
sing me the one about
you and Errol Flynn
In these times of compassion where
conformity's a fashion
Say one more stupid thing to me before
the final nail is driven in
Dr. Silver Spoon from
the empress ballroom
He's a retired business who feeds
off everyone he's touched
Gives money to the church and
foundations for research
He's not someone you can play
around with too much
But then there's Rosetta Blake who's
been to both sides of the lake
She's rough to look at but
she's righteously fit
She'll feed you coconut bread
and spiced buns in bed
You won't have to worry 'bout
sleeping face down with
your head in the plate
You'll arrange to see your man tonight
Who tells you some secret things
you think might open some doors
How to enter the gates of
paradise, no not really
More like how to go crazy from
carrying a burden that's
never meant to be yours
From the stage they'll be doing
the bumps and the grinds
A whore will pass the hat, collect
a hundred grand and say thanks
They like to take all this money
from sin and build big
universities to study in
And sing Amazing Grace all
the way to the Swiss Bank
They got some serious people
out there, man
They can ring your bell and show
you how to hold your tongue
They don't come to party, man
They kill babies in the crib and
say only the good die young
They don't believe in mercy
And judgment on them is something
you'll never see
They can put your face
on a postage stamp
Turn your home into an armed
camp anyway they want you
That's the way you'll be
Yes, I loved him too
I still see him in my mind
climbing up that hill
Or was it a wall, I don't recall
It don't matter at all
and it never will
Ain't nothing left here partner
Just the dust of fools that have
left their mark in spades
From now on this will
be where you're from
Let the dead bury the dead,
your time will come
Feel that hot iron glowing now
as you raise the shades
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