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G C F Got the Bob Dylan Blues, and the Bob Dylan shoes C G And my clothes' and my hair's in a mess C But you know i just couldn't care less C F C Gonna write me a song, bout what's right and what's wrong C G Bout' God and my girl and all that C Quiet while I make like a cat -Chorus I: C G Cos' I'm a poet, Don't ya know it? C F And the wind.. ..You can blow it, C G Cos' I'm Mr. Dylan the King C And I'm free as a bird on the wing G C F Roam from town to town, guess I get people down, C G But I don't care too much about that.. C Cos' my gut and my wallet are fat F C Make a whole lotta dough, but i deserve it though, G F I got soul and a good heart of gold, G C So I'll sing about war and the cold -Chorus II: C G Cos' I'm a poet, Don't ya know it? C F And the wind.. ..You can blow it, C G Cos' I'm Mr. Dylan the King C And I'm free as a bird on the wing G C F Well I sings about dreams, and I rhymes it with seems, C G Cos' it seems that my dream always means.. C That I can prophesy all kinds of things G C F Well the guy that digs me, should try hard to see, C G That he buys all my disks in a hat.. C And when I'm in town go see that -Chorus III: C G Cos' I'm a poet, Don't ya know it? C F And the wind.. ..You can blow it, C G Cos' I'm Mr. Dylan the King C And I'm free as a bird on the wing
Written by Syd Barrett
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