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Bob Dylan,The Iron Bard of Hibbing - Room 221
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Bob Dylan, The Iron Bard of Hibbing - Room 221 by 'Les Pauls (The Pauls) from our new and 21st album The Chelsea Hotel#1 at https://www.paullyrics.com/album/the-chelsea-hotel
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Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No
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Music composed and performed by Paul Odiase BMI No
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September 05, 2024
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Bob Dylan, The Iron Bard of Hibbing Room 221 by 'Les Pauls (The Pauls) from our new and 21st album The Chelsea Hotel#1 at https://www.paullyrics.com/album/the-chelsea-hotel
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Old William Shakespeares got nothing on you He never won so many awards like you They say if you steal a lot they make you king Hes So Fine, oh My Sweet Lord, sing, sing, sing You fell off your bike so the stories say Seemed like a chance for you to get away And wash your clothes and freshen up And put together the long-broken cracked cup You prayed with Jesus in the rain In their vineyard but was it all in vain You saw the light come shining through But the only one that could see it was you Hey there the Iron Bard of Hibbing May you always be on the side thats winning Hey there Iron Bard of Hibbing May you always be on the side thats winning May you live forever, God willing! Like some Houdini that appears on stage Time after time you escaped from the cage If they tried to put you inside of a box You always managed to escape and pick their locks You saw that the horsemen and all the kingsmen They couldnt put humanity back together again Is it too late to turn back time Have we already reached the end of the line The doctor called and he tried not to tell About the dulcet tones of those Methodist Bells His magic cure just couldnt help B. And save him from that dark eternal obscurity Hey there the Bard of Hibbing May you always be on the side thats winning Hey there the Bard of Hibbing May you always be on the side thats winning May you live forever, God willing! John said he had a ticket to ride And his love he just could not hide You went to the station but they cancelled his train And you were left standing in the pouring rain With Andy in New York it was a non-start You never did like his crude pop-art All those you knew have now passed on Will they ever get to see the rising Son In Room 221 at New Yorks Hotel Chelseeeee You wrote your Blonde On Blonde rhapsodeeee Youd never again write like you did back then It was like a spirit was guiding your pen Weve all done things wished we hadnt have done They demand show us something new under the sun You say dont look back as memories fade And beyond here lies nothing beyond the grave Hey dont go away the Bard of Hibbing Weve been together since the very beginning And though all this you might not be a-digging Dont take it serious coz Im just a-kidding
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