Title: Bob Dylan's Dream
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: Bootleg Series Vol. 9: The Witmark Demos (1962-1964) (Track #5)
Duration: 03:49
Label: Sony Music Entertainment
While ridin' on a train goin' west
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Concernin' myself an' the first few friends i had.
With half damp eyes i stared to the room
Where my friends an' i spent many an afternoon.
Where we together weathered many a storm
Laughin' an' singin' till the early hours of the morn.
By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words was told, our songs was sung
Where we longed for nothin' an' were satisfied
Jokin' an' talkin' about the world outside.
With hungry hearts thru the heat an' cold
We never much thought we could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
An' our chances really was a million to one.
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
An' our choices they was few so the thoughts never hit
That the one road we travelled would ever shatter or split.
How many a year has passed an' gone
Many a gamble has been lost an' won
An' many a road taken by many a first friend
An' each one i've never seen again.
I wish, i wish, i wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.