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Bob Dylan - Girl From the North Country - Tight Connection to My Heart
Girl From the North Country
01. Sign on the Window
02. Went to See the Gypsy
03. Tight Connection to My Heart
04. Slow Train Coming / License to Kill
05. Ballad of a Thin Man (instrumental)
06. I Want You
07. Blind Willie McTell (instrumental)
08. Like a Rolling Stone / To Make You Feel My Love
09. Like a Rolling Stone (reprise) / I Want You
10. You Ain't Goin' Nowhere / Jokerman
11. Sweetheart Like You / True Love Tends to Forget
12. Girl From the North Country
13. Hurricane / All Along the Watchtower / Idiot Wind
14. Lay Down Your Weary Tune (instrumental)
15. Duquesne Whistle / Señor (Tales of Yankee Power) / Is Your Love in Vain? / License to Kill
16. Tight Connection to My Heart (underscore / reprise)
17. Lay Lady Lay / Jokerman (reprise) / Clair de Lune
18. Forever Young
19. My Back Pages
Well, I had to move fast
And I couldn't with you around my neck.
I said I'd send for you and I did
What did you expect?
My hands are sweating
And we haven't even started yet.
I'll go along with the charade
Until I can think my way out.
I know it was all a big joke
Whatever it was about.
Someday maybe
I'll remember to forget.

I'm gonna get my coat,
I feel the breath of a storm.
There's something I've got to do tonight,
You go inside and stay warm.

Has anybody seen my love,
Has anybody seen my love,
Has anybody seen my love.
I don't know,
Has anybody seen my love?

You want to talk to me,
Go ahead and talk.
Whatever you got to say to me
Won't come as any shock.
I must be guilty of something,
You just whisper it into my ear.
Madame Butterfly
She lulled me to sleep,
In a town without pity
Where the water runs deep.
She said, "Be easy, baby,
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."

You're the one I've been looking for,
You're the one that's got the key.
But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you
Or you're too good for me.

Has anybody seen my love,
Has anybody seen my love,
Has anybody seen my love.
I don't know,
Has anybody seen my love?

Well, they're not showing any lights tonight
And there's no moon.
There's just a hot-blooded singer
Singing "Memphis in June,"
While they're beatin' the devil out of a guy
Who's wearing a powder-blue wig.
Later he'll be shot
For resisting arrest,
I can still hear his voice crying
In the wilderness.
What looks large from a distance,
Close up ain't never that big.

Never could learn to drink that blood
And call it wine,
Never could learn to hold you, love,
And call you mine.