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13. Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits, Vol. 2# ( )
November 17, 1971 Sony/CK 31120 2

1. Watching the River Flow (3:32)
Bob Dylan

What's the matter with me? I don't have much to say
Daylight's sneaking' through the window
And I'm still in this all night cafe
Walking to and fro beneath the moon
Out to where the trucks are rolling slow
Sit out on this bank of sand and watch the river flow

Wish I was back in the city instead of this ol' bank of sand
With the sun beatin' down over the chimney tops
And the one I love so close at hand
If I had wings and I could fly, I know where I would go
But right now I just sit here so contentedly
And watch the river flow

BRIDGE #1:
People disagreein' on just about everything, yep
Makes you stop and wonder why
Why only yesterday I saw someone on the street
Who just couldn't help but cry

CHORUS:
Wo, but this old river keeps on rollin' though
No matter what gets in the way and which was the wind does blow
And as long as it does I just sit here
And watch the river flow

BRIDGE #2:
People disagreein' everywhere you look
Makes you want to stop and read a book
Why only yesterday I saw somebody on the street
That was a-really shook ...CHORUS

OUTRO:
Watch the river flow, watching the river flow
Watching the river flow
Well, I just sit out on this bank of sand
And watch the river flow

2. Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (3:36)

3. Lay Lady Lay (3:13)

4. Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again(7:06)

5. I'll Be Your Baby Tonight (2:37)

6. All I Really Want to Do (4:02)

7. My Back Pages (4:00)

8. Maggie's Farm (3:49)

9. Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You (3:32)

10. She Belongs to Me (2:46)

11. All Along the Watchtower (2:30)

12. Mighty Quinn (Quinn, the Eskimo) (2:43)

13. Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues (5:25)

14. Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall (6:47)

15. If Not for You (2:38)

16. It's All over Now, Baby Blue (4:13)

17. Tomorrow is a Long Time (3:01)

If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all

Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin'
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin'
Only if she was lyin' by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can't remember the sound of my own name

There's beauty in the silver, singing river
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.

18. When I Paint My Masterpiece (3:22)

Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You can almost think that you're seein' double
On a cord, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece
She promised that she'd be right there with me
When I paint my masterpiece

Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions and wastin' time
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle
I could hardly stand to see 'em
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece

BRIDGE:
Sailin'round the world in a dirty gondola
Oh to be back in the land of Coca Cola!

I left Rome and landed in Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
Newspapermen eating candy had to be held down by big police Someday,
everything is gonna be different
When I paint my masterpiece

19. I Shall Be Released (3:01)
By Bob Dylan

They say everything can be replaced
Yet every distance is not near
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now,
Any day now,
I shall be released

They say every man needs protection.
They every man must fall.
Yet I swear I see my reflection,
Somewhere so high above the wall.
I see my light come shining,
From the west unto the east.
Any day now,
Any day now,
I shall be released.

Standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
(Well onder stands a man in this lonely crowd,)
Is a man who swears he's not to blame.
(A man who swears he not to blame.)
All day long I hear him cry shouting loud,
Calling out that he's been framed.
I see my light come shining,
From the west unto the east.
Any day now,
Any day now,
I shall be released.

20. You Ain't Goin' Nowhere (2:41)
Bob Dylan

Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift
The gates won't close, the railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't going nowhere

Ooo-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pick up your money, pack up your tent,
You ain't going nowhere

Ooo-wee...

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't going nowhere

Ooo-wee...

Gengis Khan he could not keep
All his kings supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it

Ooo-wee...

21. Down in the Flood (2:46)
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1967, 1975 Dwarf Music

Crash on the levee, mama,
Water's gonna overflow,
Swamp's gonna rise,
No boat's gonna row.
Now, you can train on down
To Williams Point,
You can bust your feet,
You can rock this joint.
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

Now, don't you try an' move me,
You're just gonna lose.
There's a crash on the levee
And, mama, you've been refused.
Well, it's sugar for sugar
And salt for salt,
If you go down in the flood,
It's gonna be your own fault.
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

Well, that high tide's risin',
Mama, don't you let me down.
Pack up your suitcase,
Mama, don't you make a sound.
Now, it's king for king,
Queen for queen,
It's gonna be the meanest flood
That anybody's seen.
Oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
Yes, you're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow.

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