Wild Wolf
Writen by: Bob Dylan
Now the ruins are barely rolling
And the nations can´t agree
And all that all the nations
But nobody feels very sorry for me
If I lost everything of all the saving grace
But I can´t help this [?]
The day I [?]
She sure is standing
Now the holy book is written
Oh, [?]
And as for a natural warning
But nobody done yet understand
Just like Pharaoh and his armies
They were made of a solid [?]
Yes and that old bad wolf´s gonna howl his way from [?]
Holed in some big cavern
I would sit and wait, calling my children [?]
But I just don´t mean to hesitate
And if I was a master leader
I would attempt to laugh and rage
Yet the wild wolf he´s big old [?]
And not a [?]
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