Words and music by Bob DylanWell, today has been a sad and lonesome dayYeah, today has been a sad and lonesome dayI'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles awayWell, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floorThey're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floorWhen I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the doorWell, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the warWell, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the warMy sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymoreSamantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five monthsSamantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five monthsDon't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even onceWell the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beastWell the road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beastFunny, the things you have the hardest time parting with, are the things you need the leastWell, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdriveI'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdriveSet my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still aliveI seen your lover-man comin', comin' across the barren fieldsI see your lover-man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fieldsHe not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he stealsWell my captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilledMy captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilledHe's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been killed.Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it wasLast night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it wasYeah I tell myself something's coming, but it never doesI'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowdI'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowdI'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proudWell, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the shelfLeaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelfYou're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself.
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Well, today has been a sad and lonesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad and lonesome day
I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a million miles away
Well, they're doing the double shuffle, throwing sand on the floor
They're doing the double shuffle, they're throwing sand on the floor
When I left my longtime darling, she was standing in the door
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
Well, my pa he died and left me, my brother got killed in the war
My sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore
Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months
Samantha Brown lived in my house for 'bout four or five months
Don't know how it looked to other people, I never slept with her even once
Well the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
Well the road's washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
Funny, the things you have the hardest time parting with, are the things you need the least
Well, I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive
I'm forty miles from the mill, I'm dropping it into overdrive
Set my dial on the radio I wish my mother was still alive
I seen your lover-man comin', comin' across the barren fields
I see your lover-man comin', comin' 'cross the barren fields
He not a gentleman at all, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he steals
Well my captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled
My captain he's decorated, he's well-schooled and he's skilled
He's not sentimental, don't bother him at all; how many of his pals have been killed.
Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was
Last night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was
Yeah I tell myself something's coming, but it never does
I'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd
I'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowd
I'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proud
Well, the leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off of the shelf
Leaves are rustling in the wood, things are falling off the shelf
You're gonna need my help sweetheart, you can't make love all by yourself.
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