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Bob Dylan Blues - Syd Barrett
Written by：Syd Barrett

Got the Bob Dylan blues
And the Bob Dylan shoes
And my clothes and my hair's in a mess

But you know I just couldn't care less

Goin' to write
Me a song
'Bout what's right and what's wrong
'Bout God and my God and all that

Quiet while I make like a cat

'Cause I'm a poet

Don't you know it

And the wind you can blow it
'Cause I'm
Mr Dylan the king

And I'm free as a
Bird on the wind

Roam from town to town
Guess I get people down
But I don't care too much
About thats

'Cause my gut and my wallet are fat

Make a whole
Lotta dough
But I deserve it though

I've got soul and a good heart of gold

So I'll sing about war in the cold

'Cause I'm a poet

Don't you know it

And the wind you can blow it

'Cause I'm
Mr Dylan the king

And I'm free as a bird on the wind

Well I sing about dreams
And I rhymes it with seems
'Cause it seems that my dream always means

That I can prophesy all kinds of things

Well the guy
That digs me
Should try hard to see
That he buys all my discs and a hat

And when I'm in town go see that

'Cause I'm a poet

Don't you know it

And the wind you can blow it
'Cause I'm Mr Dylan the king

I'm free as a bird on the wind