From: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca (Jeffrey Goffin) MR. TAMBOURINE MAN by Bob Dylan

H^Fey, Mr. ^GTambourine Man, ^Cplay a song for ^Fme, I^F'm not s^Cleepy and there a^Fin't no place I'm ^Ggoing to. H^Fey, Mr. ^GTambourine Man, ^Cplay a song for ^Fme, In the j^Cingle jangle m^Forning I'll come ^Gfollowing ^Cyou.

Though I k^Fnow that evenings e^Gmpire has r^Ceturned into ^Fsand, Va^Cnished from my h^Fand, Left me b^Clindly here to s^Ftand but still not s^Gleeping. My w^Feariness a^Gmazes me, I'm b^Cranded on my f^Feet, I ^Chave no one to m^Feet, And the a^Cncient empty str^Feet's too dead for d^Greaming.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship. My senses have been stripped, May hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade, Into my own parade. Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, It's just escaping on the run, And but for the sky there are no fences facing. And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme, To your tambourine in time. It's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing. Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind. Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted frightened trees, Out to the windy bench, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, Circled deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. * "Here's a song that I like to play. * * Print it out, play it and pass it around. * * If you like it, send me one of your favourites." * * * * Jeffrey Goffin Internet: jgoffin@acs.ucalgary.ca * * Calgary, Alberta, Canada FidoNet: 1:134/160 * From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> MR. TAMBOURINE MAN- Bob Dylan CHORUS:

H^Gey, Mr. ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme I^G'm not s^Dleepy and there a^Gin't no pl^Emace I'm go^Aing to H^Gey, Mr. ^ATambourine Man, ^Dplay a song for ^Gme In the j^Dingle jangle m^Gorning I^Em'll come f^Aollowing y^Dou

Though I k^Gnow that evenings e^Ampire has r^Deturned into ^Gsand Va^Dnished from my h^Gand Left me b^Dlindly here to s^Gtand but ^Emstill not sle^Aeping My w^Geariness a^Amazes me, I'm b^Dranded on my f^Geet I ^Dhave no one to m^Geet And the a^Dncient empty str^Geet's too d^Emead for dre^Aaming ...CHORUS

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship My senses have been stripped My hands can't feel to grip My toes too numb to step Wait only for my bootheels to be wandering I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it...CHORUS Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun It's not aimed at anyone It's just escaping on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facing And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time It's just a ragged clown behind I wouldn't pay it any mind It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing ...CHORUS Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind Down the foggy ruins of time Far past the frozen leaves The haunted frightened trees Out to the windy bench Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free Silhouetted by the sea Circled by the circus sands With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves Let me forget about today until tomorrow ...CHORUS (from Bringing It All Back Home, 1965) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)

Bob Dylan - Mr tambourine man