Tell Tale Signs: The Bootleg Series Vol. 8 (Disc 1)

Title: Marchin'To The City
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: Tell Tale Signs: The Bootleg Series Vol. 8 (Disc 1) (Track #12)
Duration: 06:32
Label: Sony Music Entertainment

Lyrics from allalongthewatchtower.dk Verse 1: Well I'm sitting in church In an old wooden chair I knew nobody Would look for me there . . . Sorrow and pity . . . Rule the earth and the skies Looking for nothing Anyone's eyes Once I had pretty girls Did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 2: Snowflakes are falling Around my head Lord have mercy It feel heavy like lead . . . I been hit too hard . . . Seen too much Nothing can heal me now But your touch Once I had a pretty girl She done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 3: Loneliness Got a mind of its own The more people around The more you feel alone . . . I'm chained to the earth . . . Like a silent slave Trying to break free Out of death's dark cave Once I had a pretty girl Done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 4: Boys in the street Beginning to play Girls like birds Flying away . . . I'm carrying the roses . . . That were given to me And I'm thinking about paradise Wondering what it might be Once I had a pretty girl She done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 5: Go over to London Maybe gay Paree Follow the river You get to the sea . . . I was hoping we could drink from . . . Life's clear streams I was hoping we could dream Life's pleasant dreams Once I had a pretty girl But she done me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 6: Well the weak get weaker And the strong stay strong The train keeps rolling All night long . . . She looked at me . . . With an irresistable glance With a smile That could make all the planets dance Once I had a pretty girl She did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long Verse 7: My house is on fire Burning to the skies I thought the rain clouds But the clouds passed by . . . When I'm gone . . . You'll remember my name I'm gonna win my way To wealth and fame Once I had a pretty girl But she did me wrong Now I'm marching to the city And the road ain't long I don't know