Lyric Summer Days - Bob Dylan

Lyric Song Summer Days: Words and music by Bob Dylan
Summer dayssummer nights are gone
Summer days and summer nights are gone
I know a place where there s still somethin going on
I ve got a house on the hillI got hogs out in the mud
I ve got a house on the hillI got hogs all out in the mud
I ve got a long haired womanshe got royal Indian blood
Everybody get readylift up your glasses and sing
Everybody get readylift up your glasses and sing
Well I m standin on the tableI m proposin a toast to the king
I m driving in the flats in a Cadillac car
The girls all say yquot;You re a worn out staryquot;
My pockets are loadedand I m spending every dime
How can you say you love someone elseyou know it s me all the time
Well the fog s so thick you can t spy the land
Well the fog s so thick that you can t even spy the land
What good are you anyway if you can t stand up to some old businessman
Weddin bells are ringin and the choir is beginning to sing
Yesthe weddin bells are ringin and the choir s beginning to sing
What looks good in the dayat night is another thing
She s looking in to my eyesand she s a holding my hand
She looks in to my eyesshe s holding my hand
She sayyquot;you can t repeat the pastyquot;
I say yquot;You can t What do you mean you can t Of course you canyquot;
Where do you come fromwhere do you go
Sorrythat is nothing you would need to know
Wellmy back s been to the wall so long it seems like it s stuck
Why don t you break my heart one more timejust for good luck
I got eight carburators and boys I m usin em all
WellI got eight carburators and boys I m usin em all
I m short on gasmy motor s startin to stall
My dogs are barkingthere must be someone around
My dogs are barkingthere must be someone around
I got my hammer ringin pretty babybut the nails ain t goin down
If you got something to sayspeak or hold your peace
Wellif you got something to sayspeak now or hold your peace
If it s information you wantyou can get it from the police
Politician s got on his joggin shoes
He must be runnin for officegot no time to lose
Suckin the blood out of the genius of generosity
You been rollin your eyesyou been teasin me
Standin by God s river my soul s beginning to shake
Standin by God s river my soul s beginning to shake
I m countin on youloveto gimme a break
WellI m leaving in the morningas soon as the dark clouds lift
YesI m leaving in the morningjust as soon as the dark clouds lift
I m breakin the roofset fire to the place as a partin gift
Summer dayssummer nights are gone
Summer dayssummer nights are gone
I know a place where there s still something goin on