Lirik Lagu Dusty Old Fairgrounds - Bob Dylan
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Well, it's all up from Florida at the start of the spring,The trucks and the trailers will be windingLike a bullet we'll shoot for the carnival route.We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun'Cross that Minnesota border, keep 'em scramblingThrough the clear county lakes and the lumberjack lands,We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
Hit Fargo on the jump and down to Aberdeen'Cross them old Black Hills, keep 'em rollingThrough the cow country towns and the sands of old Montana.We're following them fairgrounds a-calling.
As the white line on the highway sails under your wheels,I've gazed from the trailer window laughing.Oh, our clothes they was torn but the colors they was bright.Following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
It's a-many a friend that follows the bend,The jugglers, the hustlers, the gamblers.Well, I've spent my time with the fortune-telling kindFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Oh, it's pound down the rails and it's tie down the tents,Get that canvas flag a-flying.Well, let the caterpillars spin, let the ferris wheel windFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Well, it's roll into town straight to the fairgroundsJust behind the posters that are hangingAnd it's fill up every space with a different kind of faceFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Get the dancing girls in front, get the gambling show behind,Hear that old music box a-banging.Hear them kids, faces, smiles, up and down the midway aislesWe're following them fairgrounds a-calling.
It's a-drag it on down by the deadline in the town,Hit the old highway by the morningAnd it's ride yourself blind for the next town on timeFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
As the harmonicas whined in the lonesome nighttimeDrinking red wine as we're rolling,Many a
From the Michigan mud past the Wisconsin sun'Cross that Minnesota border, keep 'em scramblingThrough the clear county lakes and the lumberjack lands,We're following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
Hit Fargo on the jump and down to Aberdeen'Cross them old Black Hills, keep 'em rollingThrough the cow country towns and the sands of old Montana.We're following them fairgrounds a-calling.
As the white line on the highway sails under your wheels,I've gazed from the trailer window laughing.Oh, our clothes they was torn but the colors they was bright.Following them dusty old fairgrounds a-calling.
It's a-many a friend that follows the bend,The jugglers, the hustlers, the gamblers.Well, I've spent my time with the fortune-telling kindFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Oh, it's pound down the rails and it's tie down the tents,Get that canvas flag a-flying.Well, let the caterpillars spin, let the ferris wheel windFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Well, it's roll into town straight to the fairgroundsJust behind the posters that are hangingAnd it's fill up every space with a different kind of faceFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
Get the dancing girls in front, get the gambling show behind,Hear that old music box a-banging.Hear them kids, faces, smiles, up and down the midway aislesWe're following them fairgrounds a-calling.
It's a-drag it on down by the deadline in the town,Hit the old highway by the morningAnd it's ride yourself blind for the next town on timeFollowing them fairgrounds a-calling.
As the harmonicas whined in the lonesome nighttimeDrinking red wine as we're rolling,Many a
