Marchin’ to the City

Writen by: Bob Dylan

Marchin’ to the City

Bob Dylan

Snowflakes are falling on my head
Lord have mercy, it feel heavy as lead
I´ve been hit too hard and I´ve seen too much
Nothing can heal me now but your touch

[Refrain]
Once I had a pretty girl and she did me wrong
I´m marching to the city, boys, and the road ain´t long

Loneliness got a mind of its own
The more people around, more you feel alone
Well, I´m chained to the Earth like a silent slave
I´m trying to break free out of death´s dark cave

[Refrain]
Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong
I´m marching to the city, boys, and the road ain´t long

Boys in the street beginning to play
Girls like birds flying away
I´m carrying the roses that were given to me
Thinking ´bout paradise, wondering what it might be

[Refrain]
Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong
I´m marching to the city, boys, and the road ain´t long

Clouds in the sky look like rain
Tired of talking, time to explain
When I´m gone, you´ll remember my name
I´m gonna win my way to wealth and fame

[Refrain]
Once I had a pretty girl, she did me wrong
I´m marching to the city, boys, and the road ain´t long

I was hoping that we´d never part
You took the madness out of my heart
I was hoping we could drink from life´s clear streams
I was hoping we could dream life´s pleasant dreams

[Refrain]
Once I had a pretty girl and she did me wrong
I´m marching to the city, boys, and the road ain´t long

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