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Bob Dylan Dylan 3Cd

Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of

High water risin', rising night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind

In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light Where wisdom grows up in strife My bewilderin' brain, toils in vain Through the darkness on the