Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man Washed his face with a fryin' pan Combed his hair with a wagon wheel And died with a toothache in his heel Old Dan Tucker come to town Riding a billy

Won't you smile a while for me, Sara It's you and me forever Baby hair with a woman's eyes I can feel you watching in the night All alone with me and we're waiting for the sunlight When I feel cold, you warm me And when I feel I can't go on, you come and

But we'll save the bones for Henry Jones 'cause Henry don't eat no meat Tonight we'll have a party We'll eat some food that's rare And at the head of the table We'll place brother Henry's chair Invite all the local big dogs We'll laugh and talk and eat

If you don't know, don't know what you're missing now Dixie Highway to Detroit city Take off a Friday and do your hair up pretty Hard hillbilly, mow town row Song so good you drive just to listen Yeah, you don't know, hah! Car's made of soul and

You can change your hair five times a week 'Cause I'm falling for you For everything that you do Baby, I'm falling for you You might be crazy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeaah, You like mismatched socks with polka dots And you say, you're scared

We were too damn young to know any better Every time my feet are danglin' in the water I can't help but think about her Lyin' there with her wet hair Didn't know what we were doin' but we didn't care That old wooden dock was warm on our backs A t-shirt

One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection No

You don't know, oh oh Baby you light up my world like nobody else The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell You don't know you're beautiful You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh If only

My last piece, I swear They even iced out Jesus' hair Look at me, pathetic n**** This chain that I bought, greed, pain and fame this a heinous result Let these words be the colors I'm just paintin' my heart I'm knee deep in the game and it ain't what I

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan