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Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues (Live at Civic Arena, Pittsburgh, PA, April 3, 1989)
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Bob Dylan
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When you're lost in the rain In Juarez and it's Easter time too When your gravity's down And negativity won't pull you through When you're, when you're down When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry creatures there That surely make a mess out of you If you see St. Annie Please tell her, "thanks a lot" Yeah, my hair was twisted And my stocks are all in a knot I don't even have the strength To get up, take anothеr shot And my best friend, my drummer Won't еven tell me what it was that I dropped Yeah, now, sweet Melinda The peasants call her the Goddess of Gloom She speaks good English Invites you up into her room And you, you're so kinda conscientious Not to go to her too soon But she steals your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Housing Project Hill It's either fortune or fame You must choose one or the other Neither are too hard to be what they claim If you're looking to get silly You better get on back to where you came Cops don't need you And they expect the same Now, I started out on burgundy But I soon hit the harder stuff Everybody swore they'd stand right beside me When the game got rough But the joke was on me There wasn't even anybody there to bluff I'm goin' back to New York City I do believe I've had enough
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