He Hands You A Nickel, He Hands

It's Not Me, It's The Songs. I'm Just The Postman, I Deliver The Songs. When I First Heard Elvis' Voice, I Knew That I Wasn't Going To Work For Anybody ... Hearing Him For The First Time Was Like Busting Out Of Jail. This Land Is Your Land And This Land Is My Land, Sure, But The World Is Run By Those That Never Listen To Music Anyway. People Today Are Still Living Off The Table Scraps Of The Sixties. They Are Still Being Passed Around - The Music And The Ideas.

Come Mothers And Fathers Throughout The Land And Don't Criticize What You Can't Understand Your Sons And Your Daughters Are Beyond Your Command Your Old Road Is Rapidly Agin' Please Get Out Of The New One If You Can't Lend Your Hand For The Times They Are A-changin'.

Truth Is An Arrow And The Gate Is Narrow That It Passes Through.

It Goes Back To The Destiny Thing.i Made A Bargain With It, You Know, A Long Time Ago. And I'm Holding Up My End.

Crimson Flames Tied Through My Ears Rollin' High And Mighty Traps Pounced With Fire On Flaming Roads Using Ideas As My Maps "we'll Meet On Edges, Soon," Said I Proud 'neath Heated Brow. Ah, But I Was So Much Older Then, I'm Younger Than That Now. Half-wracked Prejudice Leaped Forth "rip Down All Hate," I Screamed Lies That Life Is Black And White Spoke From My Skull. I Dreamed Romantic Facts Of Musketeers Foundationed Deep, Somehow. Ah, But I Was So Much Older Then, I'm Younger Than That Now.