Letra de Lonesome Day Blues (Live, 2002) - Bob Dylan

Well, today has been a sad ol' lonesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad ol' lonesome day
I'm just sittin' here thinking
With my mind a million miles away

Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwin' sand on the floor They're doing the double shuffle, they're throwin' sand on the floor When I left my long-time darlin' She was standing in the door

Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war My sister, she ran off and got married Never was heard of any more

Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four or five months Don't know how it looked to other people I never slept with her even once

Well, the road's washed out - weather not fit for man or beast Yeah the road's washed out - weather not fit for man or beast Funny, how the things you have the hardest time parting with Are the things you need the least

I'm forty miles from the mill - I'm droppin' it into overdrive I'm forty miles from the mill - I'm droppin' it into overdrive Settin' my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive

I see your lover-man comin' - comin' 'cross the barren field
I see your lover-man comin' - comin' 'cross the barren field He's not a gentleman at all - he's rotten to the core He's a coward and he steals

Well my captain he's decorated - he's well schooled and he's skilled My captain, he's decorated - he's well schooled and he's skilled He's not sentimental - don't bother him at all How many of his pals have been killed

Last night the wind was whisperin', I was trying to make out what it was Last night the wind was whisperin' somethin' - I was trying to make out what it was I tell myself something's comin' But it never does

I'm gonna spare the defeated - I'm gonna speak to the crowd
I'm gonna spare the defeated, boys, I'm going to speak to the crowd I am goin' to teach peace to the conquered I'm gonna tame the proud

Well the leaves are rustlin' in the wood - things are fallin' off of the shelf Leaves are rustlin' in the wood - things are fallin' off the shelf You gonna need my help, sweetheart You can't make love all by yourself

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