Bob Dylan Blues (2010 Remaster) - Syd Barrett
Got the Bob Dylan blues
And the Bob Dylan shoes
And my clothes and my hair's in a mess
But you know I just couldn't care less
Gonna write me a song 'bout
What's right and what's wrong
Got God and my girl and all that
Quiet while I make like a cat
Cause I'm a poet doncha know it
And the wind you can blow it
Cause I'm Mr Dylan the king
And I'm free as a bird on the wing
Roam from town to town
Get to get people down
But I don't care too much about that
Cause my gut and my wallet are fat
Make a whole lot of dough
But I deserve it though
I got soul and a good heart of gold
So I'll sing about war and the cold
Cause I'm a poet doncha know it
And the wind you can blow it
Cause I'm Mr Dylan the king
And I'm free as a bird on the wing
Well I sings about dreams
And I rhymes it with seams
Cause it seems
That my dream always means
That I can prophesy all kinds of things
Well the guy that digs me
Should try hard to see
That he buys all my discs in a hat
And when I'm in town go see that
Cause I'm a poet doncha know it
And the wind you can blow it
Cause I'm Mr Dylan the king
And I'm free as a bird on the wing