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Bob Dylan It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry Lyrics

Last updated: 08/19/2014 06:47:52 AM

Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby,
Can't buy a thrill.
Well, I've been up all night, baby,
Leanin' on the window sill.
Well, if I die
On top of the hill
And if I don't make it,
You know my baby will.

Don't the moon look good, mama,
Shinin' through the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good, mama,
Flagging down the "Double E"?
Don't the sun look good
Goin' down over the sea?
Don't my gal look fine
When she's comin' after me?

Now the wintertime is coming,
The windows are filled with frost.
I went to tell everybody,
But I could not get across.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby,
I don't wanna be your boss.
Don't say I never warned you
When your train gets lost.




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Bob's Uncanny Capacity to Bring Life to Life | Reviewer: Dave Dranginis | 7/11/11

Great artists express their lives through their art. Nothing really going on here. I spent all night babe leaning on a window sill. YES. We have all been there, but never put it quite so simply. "Never been so easy or so slow. You're gonna make me lonesome when you go". Dylan remains our Shakespeare. Thanks Bob.



The best song title of all time..? And the words aint half bad | Reviewer: Malcolm X from New Zealand, who's had his life savedmore than twice (squared) by Bob D | 7/25/10

Y'know, my life was revolutionised in 1963...small town New Zealand...and Freewheelin hit me. Holy transformation. Then the delirious dance began. That's enough. I s'pose all I need to say is when your heart is breaking, listen to Blood on the tracks. Then, if your pain is unsupportable, work back through Bob...'Tell me it isn't true', 'I through it all away' X