Bob Dylan – It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry: Lyrics and Music Video
It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry Lyrics
Well, i ride on a mailtrain, baby,
Can’t buy a thrill.
Well, i’ve been up all night, baby,
Leanin’ on the window sill.
Well, if i die
On top of the hill
And if i don’t make it,
You know my baby will.
Don’t the moon look good, mama,
Shinin’ through the trees?
Don’t the brakeman look good, mama,
Flagging down the “double e”?
Don’t the sun look good
Goin’ down over the sea?
Don’t my gal look fine
When she’s comin’ after me?
Now the wintertime is coming,
The windows are filled with frost.
I went to tell everybody,
But i could not get across.
Well, i wanna be your lover, baby
I don’t wanna be your boss.
Don’t say i never warned you
When your train gets lost.
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