Song for Bob Songtext

Tyler Lyle

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Song for Bob Songtext
Too much whiskey and you can't find the truth
Too little and the outcome's the same
I'm on Abbot Kinney, a quarter to nine
Three drinks in my head and this song on my mind

I got nothing, nothing and no one
The pretty people just running in place
Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing
Nothing won't be worth nothing one day
I got a meeting tomorrow with a man and a pen
see if he can't get these songs of my hands
and give me some money for all of these tears

I got nothing, nothing and no one
and I just keep running away
Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing
Nothing won't be worth nothing one day

Hey hey there Bob Dylan, I wrote you a song
About a world that ain't never been born
Like a curse in my mouth and a cure on my tongue
It comes from my guts and it pulls out my lungs

I got nothing, nothing and no one
The pretty people just running in place
Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing
Nothing won't be worth nothing one day

Nothing ain't worth nothin' I say
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