You Say Love Is Just A Four

It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry

With Your Silhouette When The Sunlight Dims Into Your Eyes Where The Moonlight Swims, And Your Match-book Songs And Your Gypsy Hymns, Who Among Them Would Try To Impress You? -bob Dylan, "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands” (1966)

Well, I Sing By Night, Wander By Day. I'm On The Road And It Looks Like I'm Here To Stay.

I'm Sick Of Giving Creeps Money Off My Soul.

The Future For Me Is Already A Thing Of The Past - You Were My First Love And You Will Be My Last