| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan
If dogs run free, then why not we
Across the swooping plain?
My
ears hear a symphony
Of two mules, trains and rain.
The best is always yet to
come,
That's what they explain to me.
Just do your thing, you'll be king,
If dogs run
free.
If dogs run free, why not me
Across the swamp of time?
My mind weaves a
symphony
And tapestry of rhyme.
Oh, winds which rush my tale to thee
So it may flow
and be,
To each his own, it's all unknown,
If dogs run free.
If dogs run free,
then what must be,
Must be, and that is all.
True love can make a blade of
grass
Stand up straight and tall.
In harmony with the cosmic sea,
True love needs no
company,
It can cure the soul, it can make it whole,
If dogs run free |
