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Bob Dylan - Man On The Street Bob Dylan - Man On The Street | Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] *** Autor textu: Bob Dylan *** Autor hudby: Bob Dylan |
harmonica: G
GI'll sing you a song, ain't very long,
'Bout an old man who never done Emiwrong.
GHow he died nobody can say,
They found him dead in the street one Emiday.
GWell, the crowd, they gathered one fine morn,
At the man whose clothes 'n' shoes were Emitorn.
GThere on the sidewalk he did lay,
They stopped 'n' stared 'n' walked their Emiway.
harmonica: G, Emi
Well, the p'liceman come and he looked around,
"Get up, old man, or I'm a-takin' you down."
He jabbed him once with his billy club
And the old man then rolled off the curb.
Well, he jabbed him again and loudly said,
"Call the wagon; this man is dead."
The wagon come, they loaded him in,
I never saw the man again.
harmonica: G, Emi
I've sung you my song, it ain't very long,
'Bout an old man who never done wrong.
How he died no one can say,
They found him dead in the street one day.
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