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Standing On The Highway por Bob Dylan

Lyrics

Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Tryin’ to bum a ride, tryin’ to bum a ride
Tryin’ to bum a ride
Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Tryin’ to bum a ride, tryin’ to bum a ride
Tryin’ to bum a ride
Nobody seem to know me
Everybody pass me by

Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Tryin’ to hold up, tryin’ to hold up
Tryin’ to hold up and be brave
Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Tryin’ to hold up, tryin’ to hold up and be brave
One road’s goin’ to the bright lights
The other’s goin’ down to my grave

Well, I’m lookin’ down at two cards
They seem to be handmade
Well, I’m lookin’ down at two cards
They seem to be handmade
One looks like it’s the ace of diamonds
The other looks like it is the ace of spades

Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Watchin’ my life roll by
Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Watchin’ my life roll by
Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Tryin’ to bum a ride

Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Wonderin’ where everybody went,
wonderin’ where everybody went
Wonderin’ where everybody went
Well, I’m standin’ on the highway
Wonderin’ where everybody went,
wonderin’ where everybody went
Wonderin’ where everybody went
Please mister, pick me up
I swear I ain’t gonna kill nobody’s kids

I wonder if my good gal
I wonder if she knows I’m here
Nobody else seems to know I’m here
I wonder if my good gal
I wonder if she knows I’m here
Nobody else seems to know I’m here
If she knows I’m here, Lawd
I wonder if she said a prayer