Lay Lady Lay Bob Dylan Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Whatever colors you have In your mind I'll show them to you And you'll see them shine Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay Stay with your man awhile Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty, but his- His hands are clean And you're the best thing that he's Ever seen Stay, lady, stay Stay with your man awhile Why wait any longer for the world to begin? You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love? When he's standing, in front of you Lay, lady, lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay Stay while the night is still ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay, lady, stay Stay while the night is still ahead Yes, it is not a song i find appealing. compare it to one of the songs that other critics rate as one of his best songs. The Times They Are A Changing B Come gather 'round, people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone If your time to you is worth savin' And you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin' Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin' For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin' Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled The battle outside ragin' Will soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin' Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is rapidly agin' Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a-changin' The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The order is rapidly fadin' And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin' When criticising songwriting , it is reasonable to consider how well something is written, as well as subject matter and the message of the song.
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