[bob Dylan] Was Rarely Tender And Seldom

Don't Put My Faith In Nobody, Not Even A Scientist.

I Didn't Come Out Of A Cereal Box.

And I Hope That You Die And Your Death'll Come Soon I Will Follow Your Casket In The Pale Afternoon And I'll Watch While You're Lowered Down To Your Deathbed And I'll Stand O'er Your Grave 'til I'm Sure That You're Dead

The Worth Of Things Can't Be Measured By What They Cost But By What The Cost You To Get It, That If Anything Costs You Your Faith Or Your Family, Then The Price Is Too High, And That There Are Some Things That Will Never Wear Out.

Your Eyes Are Like Two Jewels In The Sky.