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Too Much to Ask

by Bob Dylan

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Down over the window
From the dazzling sunlit place.
Through the back alleys, through the blinds,
Another one of the Memphis days.

Honey bees are buzzing,
Leaves begin to stir,
I'm in love with my second cousin,
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her.

I keep listening for footsteps,
But I ain't ever hearing [I never hear] any,
From the boat, I fish for bullheads,
I catch a lot, sometimes too many.

A summer breeze is blowin' [blowing]
A squall is setting in.
Sometimes it's just plain stupid
To get into any kind of wind.

Well the old men round here
Sometimes they get on
Bad terms with the younger men.
Old, young, age don't [doesn't] carry weight
It doesn't matter in the end.

One of the boss' hangers-on
Sometimes comes to call
At times you least expect
Trying to bully you, strongarm you,
Inspire you with fear
It has the opposite effect.

There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town
The other one - long gone
10 foot, 2 foot, 6 across
Burns with the bark still on.
They say times are hard
If you don't believe it, you can follow your nose.
It don't [doesn't] bother me, times are hard anywhere
We'll just have to see how it goes.

My old man, he's like some feudal lord
He's got more lives than a cat.
I've never seen him quarrel with my mother even once
Things come alive or they fall flat.
You can smell the pine wood burnin' [burning]
You can hear the school bell ring
Got to get up near the teacher, if you can
If you wanna [want to] learn anything.
Romeo, he said to Juliet, you [you've] got a poor complexion
That don't [doesn't]give your appearance a very youthful touch.
Juliet said back to Romeo,
Why don't you just shove off,
If it bothers you so much?
They all got outta [out of] here any way they could.
Cold rain can give you the shivers.
They went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee,
All the rest of them rebel rivers.

If you ever try to interfere with me,
Or cross my path again,
You do so at the peril of your life.
I'm not quite as cool, or forgiving as I sound
I've seen enough heartache and strife.
My grandfather was a duck trapper,
He could do it with just dragnets and ropes.
My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth,
I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes.
I had 'em [them] once, though I suppose
To go along with all the ring dancing,
Christmas carols and all the Christmas Eves.
I left all my dreams and hopes
Buried under tobacco leaves.
[It's] Not always easy kicking someone out
Got to wait a while, it can be an unpleasant task
Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up
And tears or not, it's too much to ask.

Week 38

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