That’s the Breaks

Writen by: Bob Dylan

That’s the Breaks

Bob Dylan

On my pillow last night
I thought I saw you dreaming
Just a sudden glance of happiness gone by
Suddenly came to me, you see
Just a while ago when you left me
Say your heart was broken, little girl

[Refrain]
But that´s just the breaks of life
When you´re breaking me

Well it´s a time of day
You´re nice, but you´re not that nice
If you´d only come and go a while with me
But when you´re old and grey, sweetheart, you´re my [?]

[Refrain]
But that´s the breaks of life, you see
That´s the breaks

And, when I [?] hard
And you know it ain´t [?] right
Honеy you know it´s true for a while
What I say is only to my own appetitе
Well, in the morning when you come back and saw me
Please and then be mine
You hang your head by the [?]
And then cry, cry please be mine, cry and [?]

[?] in my pillow
In my great, great whole delight
Please, [?] more [?] I [?]
My darling, hold me, by my [?] grave

[Refrain]
But that´s the breaks, you see
On the other side of life

Well, when your flowers are falling my way
And your grace is all ado
When your head [?] that way, no
It´s a hard way, might as well too
But when your picture´s often cloudy
Like a [?] on your waist
Oh in my teardrops dropping
[?]

[?] from me at midnight, broke my heart, and
Now it’s too late to cover that up, you see
But when your future is hanging low
But it´s always right down [?] my wife

[Refrain]
But that´s the breaks
On the other side of life

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