Silent Weekend

Writen by: Bob Dylan

Silent Weekend

Bob Dylan

Silent weekend
My baby she gave it to me
Silent weekend
My baby she gave it to me
She´s hopin´ [?] hard
But her [?] part
And she´s leavin´ me down in misery

Silent weekend
My baby she took me by the heart
Silent weekend
My baby she took me by the heart
She´s thinkin´ about disposin´
But I know I know she´s dozin´
And she´s tearin´ me all apart

Silent weekend
Oh Lord, I wish Monday would come
Silent weekend
Oh Lord, I sure wish Monday would come
She´s [?] and she´s leavin´
But I hate to [?] grievin´
But I just can´t see [?] playin´ dumb

Well, I done a whole lotta thinkin´ ´bout a whole lot of cheatin´
And I, maybe I did please
But I just [?] our peace
Puts ya down on my bended knees

Silent weekend
Man alive, I´m burnin´ up on my brain
Silent weekend
Man alive, I´m burnin´ up on my brain
She [?] teasin´
But she´s all [?] pleasin´
And I [?] gonna do it again

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