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You've long been on the open road, |
| [00:20] |
You've been sleepin' in the rain |
| [00:24] |
From dirty words and muddy cells, |
| [00:27] |
Your clothes are smeared and stained |
| [00:34] |
will soon be hid in shame |
| [00:38] |
So only stop to rest yourself |
| [00:42] |
'til you are off again |
| [00:48] |
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while |
| [01:03] |
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try |
| [01:26] |
But tell me of the ones you saw |
| [01:30] |
as far as you could see |
| [01:35] |
Across the plain from fields to town |
| [01:38] |
a-marchin' to be free |
| [01:41] |
And of the rusted prison gates |
| [01:45] |
that tumbled by decree |
| [01:49] |
Like laughin' children one by one |
| [01:52] |
They looked like you and me |
| [01:58] |
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while |
| [02:06] |
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile |
| [02:13] |
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try |
| [02:20] |
I'm just lookin' for the evening and the morning in your eyes |
| [02:40] |
I know you are no stranger down |
| [02:43] |
the crooked rainbow trails |
| [02:47] |
From dancing cliff-edged shattered sills |
| [02:50] |
of slander shackled jails |
| [02:54] |
For the voices drift up from below |
| [02:58] |
as the walls are being scaled |
| [03:01] |
Yes, all of this and more |
| [03:05] |
Your song shall not be failed |
| [03:11] |
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while |
| [03:19] |
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile |
| [03:26] |
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try |
| [04:26] |
Yes, you've long been on the open road, |
| [04:30] |
You're sleepin' in the rain |
| [04:34] |
From dirty words and muddy cells, |
| [04:37] |
your clothes are smeared and stained |
| [04:41] |
But the dirty words and muddy cells |
| [04:45] |
will soon be judged insane |
| [04:49] |
So only stop to rest yourself |
| [05:00] |
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for a while |
| [05:22] |
I'm just lookin' for the evening, the morning in your eyes |
| [00:30.5] |
But the dirty words and muddy cells |
| [00:55.5] |
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile |
| [01:09.5] |
I'm just lookin' for the evening, the morning in your eyes |
| [03:32.5] |
I'm just lookin' for the evening, the morning in your eyes |
| [04:53.5] |
then you'll be off again |
| [05:07.7] |
Your feet are hot and weary from a dusty mile |
| [05:14.6] |
And maybe I can make you laugh, maybe I can try |
