Bob Dylan's Dream-Bob Dylan

While riding on a train goin/apos west I fell asleep for to take me a rest I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had With half-damp eyes I stared to the room Where my friends and I/acute d spent many an afternoon Where we together weathered many a storm Laughin/apos and singing till the early hours of the morn By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung Our words was told our songs was sung Where we longed for nothin/apos and were satisfied Singing and talking about the world outside With hungry hearts through the heat and cold We never much thought we could ever get old We thought we could sit there forever in fun But our chances really was a million to one As easy it was to tell black from white It was all that easy to tell wrong from right And our choices they were few and the thought never hit That the one road we traveled would ever shatter or split Ah many a year has passed and gone Many a gamble has been lost and won And many a road taken by many a friend And each one I/apos ve never seen again I wish I wish I wish in vain That we could sit simply in that room again Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat I/apos d give it all gladly if our lives could be like that