How may roads must a man walk down
I wish I could write so profound
The words he spoke were blown in the wind

Pick up my air guitar and write like him

Awwww Bob Dylan


I live my life like a Rolling Stone
Feel my words are not my own

You can't tell me what to sing
But the times they are changing


Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan


Look out kid
There's something you did
God knows when but you're doin' it again

Searchin' around for dignity
A little less of Bob and a little more of me


Awwww

How does it feel to be on your own

Lower than a complete unknown
Searchin' for poetry in all the wrong places
Looking for acceptance it strangers faces


Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan

Awwww Bob Dylan
Awwww Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan, yeah
Oooh Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan