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Lirik Lagu Highlands - Bob Dylan

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Well my heart's in The Highlands, gentle and fairHoneysuckle blooming in the wildwood airBluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flowWell my heart's in The HighlandsI'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to goWindows were shaking all night in my dreamsEverything was exactly the way that it seemsWoke up this mornin' and I looked at the same old page/pain/paint?Same old rat race, life in the same old cageI don't want nothin' from anyone, ain't that much to takeWouldn't know the difference between a real blonde and a fakeFeel like a prisoner in a world of mysteryI wish someone'd come and push back the clock for meWell my heart's in The Highlands wherever I roamThat's where I'll be when I get called homeThe wind it whispers to the buckeye trees of rhymeWell my heart's in The HighlandsI can only get there one step at a timeI'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the soundSomeone's always yellin' "Turn it down"Feel like I'm driftin', driftin' from scene to sceneI'm wonderin' what in the devil could it all possibly meanInsanity is smashin' up against my soulYou could say I was on anything but a rollIf I had a conscience, well I just might blow my topWhat would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shopMy heart's in The Highlands at the break of dawnby the beautiful lake of the Black SwanBig white clouds like chariots that swing down lowWell my heart's in The Highlands only place left to goI'm in Boston town in some restaurantI got no idea what I wantor maybe I do but I'm just really not sureWaitress comes over, nobody in the place but me and herWell it must be a holiday, there's nobody aroundShe studies me closely as I sit downShe got a pretty face and long white shiny legsI said "Tell me what I want"She say "You probably want hard boiled eggs"I said "That's right, bring me some"She says "We ain't got any, you picked the wrong time to come"then she says "I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me"I said "I would if I could butI don't do sketches from memory"Well she's?? near she says "I'm right here in front of you or haven'tyou looked"I say "All right I know but I don't have my drawin' book"She gives me a napkin, she say "You can do it on that"I say "Yes I could but I don't know where my pencil is at"She pulls one out from behind her earShe says "Alright now go ahead draw me I'm stayin' right here"I make a few lines and I show it for her to seeWell she takes the napkin and throws it back and says"That don't look a thing like me"I said "Oh kind miss, it most certainly does"She say "You must be joking", I said "I wish I was"She says "You don't read women authors do ya?"at least that's what I think I hear her sayWell I say "How would you know, and what would it matter anyway"Well she says "Ya just don't seem like ya do", I said "You're waywrong"She says "Which ones have you read then?", I say "Read Erica Jong"She goes away for a minute, and I slide out, out of my chairI step outside back to the busy street, but nobody's goin' anywhereWell my heart's in The Highlands with the horses and houndsway up in the border country far from the townswith the twang of the arrow and the snap of the bowMy heart's in The Highlands, can't see any other way to goEvery day is the same thing, out the doorfeel further away than ever beforeSome things in life it just gets too late to learnWell I'm lost somewhere, I must have made a few bad turnsI see people in the park, forgettin' their troubles and woesThey're drinkin' and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothesAll the young men with the young women lookin' so goodWell I'd trade places with any of 'em, in a minute if I couldI'm crossin' the street to get away from a mangy dogtalkin' to myself in a monologueI think what I need might be a full length leather coatSomebody just asked me if I'm registered to voteThe sun is beginnin' to shine on meBut it's not like the sun that used to beThe party's over and there's less and less to sayI got new eyes, everything looks far awayWell my heart's in The Highlands at the break of dayover the hills and far awayThere's a way to get there, and I'll figure it out somehowWell I'm already there in my mind and that's good enough for now