In Scarlet Town, where I was born There's ivy leaf and silver thorn The streets have names that you can't pronounce Gold is down to a quarter of an ounce
The music starts and the people sway Everybody says, "Are you going my way?" Uncle Tom still workin' for Uncle Bill Scarlet Town is under the hill ...
Bob Dylan sempre a contar histórias:
ResponderEliminarIn Scarlet Town, where I was born
There's ivy leaf and silver thorn
The streets have names that you can't pronounce
Gold is down to a quarter of an ounce
The music starts and the people sway
Everybody says, "Are you going my way?"
Uncle Tom still workin' for Uncle Bill
Scarlet Town is under the hill
...
Bob Dylan
O modo como o faz é que valeu a atribuição do Nobel. :)
ResponderEliminarBom dia!