Won't You Sing Me Bob Dylan (excerpt) But I tell you my friends, that was the end Of all my traditional aspirations If bein' a folkie was gonna cut off my nookie There was one way to end my frustration The next night I sang at my local folk club Where the audience as usual was millin' Till I took off my coat and I ructured my throat And I sang just like Bob Dylan: a favorite of mine from Eric Bogle
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