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Dusty Old Fairgrounds - Bob Dylan
Well it's all up from Florida
At the start of the spring
The trucks and the trailers will be winding
Like a bullet we'll shoot
For the carnival route
We're following them
Dusty old fairgrounds a-calling
From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun
'Cross that Minnesota border
Keep 'em scrambling
Through the clear county lakes
And the lumberjack lands
We're following them
Dusty old fairgrounds a-calling
Hit Fargo on the jump and down to Aberdeen
'Cross them old Black Hills
Keep 'em rolling
Through the cow country towns
And the sands of old Montana
We're following them
Fairgrounds a-calling
As the white line on the highway
Sails under your wheels
I've gazed from the trailer
Window laughing
Oh our clothes they was torn
But the colors they was bright
Following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling
It's a-many a friend that follows the bend
The jugglers the hustlers
The gamblers
Well I've spent my time
With the fortune-telling kind
Following them fairgrounds a-calling
Oh it's pound down the
Rails and it's tie down the tents
Get that canvas flag a-flying
Well let the caterpillars spin
Let the Ferris wheel wind
Following them fairgrounds a-calling
Well it's roll into town straight to the fairgrounds
Just behind the posters that are hanging
And it's fill up every space
With a different kind of face
Following them fairgrounds a-calling
Get the dancing girls in front
Get the gambling show behind
Hear that old music box a-banging
Hear them kids faces smiles
Up and down the midway aisles
We're following them fairgrounds a-calling
It's a-drag it on down
By the deadline in the town
Hit the old highway by the morning
And it's ride yourself blind
For the next town on time
Following them fairgrounds a-calling
As the harmonicas whined
In the lonesome nighttime
Drinking red wine as we're rolling
Many a turnin' I turn many a lesson I learn
From following them fairgrounds a-calling
And it's roll back down to St
Petersburg
Tie down the trailers and camp 'em
And the money that
We made will pay for the space
From following them
Dusty old fairgrounds a-calling
