I Feel a Change Comin’ On
Written by: Bob Dylan with Robert Hunter
Well I’m looking the world over
Looking far off into the East
And I see my baby coming
She’s walking with the village priest
I feel a change coming on
And the last part of the day is already gone
We got so much in common
We strive for the same old ends
And I just can’t wait
Wait for us to become friends
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Life is for love
And they say that love is blind
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Ain’t no use in dreamin’
I got better things to do
Dreams never worked anyway
Even when they did come true
You’re as whorish as ever
It ain’t no surprise
We see the meaning of life
In each other’s eyes
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
I’m hearing Billy Joe Shaver
And I’m reading James Joyce
Some people they tell me
I got the blood of the land in my voice
Everybody got all the money
Everybody got all the beautiful clothes
Everybody got all the flowers
I don’t have one single rose
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Looking far off into the East
And I see my baby coming
She’s walking with the village priest
I feel a change coming on
And the last part of the day is already gone
We got so much in common
We strive for the same old ends
And I just can’t wait
Wait for us to become friends
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Life is for love
And they say that love is blind
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Ain’t no use in dreamin’
I got better things to do
Dreams never worked anyway
Even when they did come true
You’re as whorish as ever
It ain’t no surprise
We see the meaning of life
In each other’s eyes
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
I’m hearing Billy Joe Shaver
And I’m reading James Joyce
Some people they tell me
I got the blood of the land in my voice
Everybody got all the money
Everybody got all the beautiful clothes
Everybody got all the flowers
I don’t have one single rose
I feel a change coming on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
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