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[ti:It's Alright, Ma] |
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[ar:Bob Dylan] |
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[al:Bob Dylan The 30Th Anniversary Concert Celebration] |
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It's Alright, Ma - Bob Dylan |
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Darkness at the break of noon, |
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Shadows even the silver spoon, |
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The handmade blade, the child's balloon, |
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Eclipses both the sun and moon, |
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To understand you know too soon, |
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There is no sense in trying.,, |
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Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn, |
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Suicide remarks are torn, |
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From the fool's gold mouthpiece, |
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The hollow horn plays wasted words, |
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Proves to warn, |
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That he not busy being born, |
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Is busy dying.,, |
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Temptation's page flies out the door, |
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You follow, find yourself at war, |
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Watch waterfalls of pity roar, |
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You feel to moan but unlike before, |
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You discover, |
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That you'd just be, |
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One more person crying.,, |
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So don't fear if you hear, |
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A foreign sound to your ear, |
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It's alright, ma, i'm only sighing.,, |
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As some warn victory, some downfall, |
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Private reasons great or small, |
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Can be seen in the eyes of those that call, |
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To make all that should be killed to crawl, |
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While others say don't hate nothing at all, |
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Except hatred.,, |
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Disillusioned words like bullets bark, |
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As human gods aim for their mark, |
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Made everything from toy guns that spark, |
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To flesh-colored christs that glow in the dark, |
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It's easy to see without looking too far, |
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That not much, |
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Is really sacred.,, |
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While preachers preach of evil fates, |
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Teachers teach that knowledge waits, |
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Can lead to hundred-dollar plates, |
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Goodness hides behind it's gates, |
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But even the president of the united states, |
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Sometimes must have, |
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To stand naked.,, |
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An' though the rules of the road have been lodged, |
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It's only people's games that you got to dodge, |
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And it's alright, ma, i can make it.,, |
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Advertising signs that con you, |
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Into thinking you're the one, |
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That can do what's never been done, |
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That can win what's never been won, |
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Meantime life outside goes on, |
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All around you.,, |
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You lose yourself, you reappear, |
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You suddenly find you got nothing to fear, |
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Alone you stand with nobody near, |
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When a trembling distant voice, unclear, |
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Startles your sleeping ears to hear, |
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That somebody thinks, |
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They really found you.,, |
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A question in your nerves is lit, |
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Yet you know there is no answer fit to satisfy, |
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Insure you not to quit, |
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To keep it in your mind and not fergit, |
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That it is not he or she or them or it, |
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That you belong to.,, |
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Although the masters make the rules, |
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For the wise men and the fools, |
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I got nothing, ma, to live up to.,, |
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Old lady judges watch people in pairs, |
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Limited in sex, they dare, |
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To push fake morals, insult and stare, |
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While money doesn't talk, it swears, |
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Obscenity, who really cares propaganda, all is phony.,, |
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While them that defend what they cannot see, |
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With a killer's pride, security, |
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It blows the minds most bitterly, |
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For them that think death's honesty, |
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Won't fall upon them naturally, |
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Life sometimes, |
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Must get lonely.,, |
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My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards, |
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False gods, i scuff, |
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At pettiness which plays so rough, |
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Walk upside-down inside handcuffs, |
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Kick my legs to crash it off, |
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Say okay, i have had enough, |
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What else can you show me?,, |
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And if my thought-dreams could be seen, |
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They'd probably put my head in a guillotine, |
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But it's alright, ma, it's life, and life only. |
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