Lirik Lagu I Shall Be Free No.10 - Bob Dylan
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
I'm just average, common tooI'm just like him, the same as youI'm everybody's brother and sonI ain't different from anyoneIt ain't no use a-talking to meIt's just the same as talking to you.
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the dayI figured I was ready for Cassius ClayI said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay, here I come26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mineFive, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen."
Well, I don't know, but I've been toldThe streets in heaven are lined with goldI ask you how things could get much worseIf the Russians happen to get up there first.Wowee! Pretty scary!
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degreeI want ev'rybody to be freeBut if you think that I'll let Barry GoldwaterMove in next door and marry my daughterYou must think I'm crazy!I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba.
Well, I set my monkey on the logAnd ordered him to do the DogHe wagged his tail and shook his headAnd he went and did the Cat insteadHe's a weird monkey, very funky.
I sat with my high-heeled sneakers onWaiting to play tennis in the noonday sunI had my white shorts rolled up past my waistAnd my wig-hat was falling in my faceBut they wouldn't let me on the tennis court.
I gotta woman, she's so meanShe sticks my boots in the washing machineSticks me with buckshot when I'm nudePuts bubblegum in my foodShe's funny, wants my money, calls me "honey."
Now I gotta friend who spends his lifeStabbing my picture with a bowie-knifeDreams of strangling me with a scarfWhen my name comes up he pretends to barf.I've got a million friends!
Now they asked me to read a poemAt the sorority
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the dayI figured I was ready for Cassius ClayI said "Fee, fie, fo, fum, Cassius Clay, here I come26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mineFive, four, three, two, one, Cassius Clay you'd better run99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen."
Well, I don't know, but I've been toldThe streets in heaven are lined with goldI ask you how things could get much worseIf the Russians happen to get up there first.Wowee! Pretty scary!
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degreeI want ev'rybody to be freeBut if you think that I'll let Barry GoldwaterMove in next door and marry my daughterYou must think I'm crazy!I wouldn't let him do it for all the farms in Cuba.
Well, I set my monkey on the logAnd ordered him to do the DogHe wagged his tail and shook his headAnd he went and did the Cat insteadHe's a weird monkey, very funky.
I sat with my high-heeled sneakers onWaiting to play tennis in the noonday sunI had my white shorts rolled up past my waistAnd my wig-hat was falling in my faceBut they wouldn't let me on the tennis court.
I gotta woman, she's so meanShe sticks my boots in the washing machineSticks me with buckshot when I'm nudePuts bubblegum in my foodShe's funny, wants my money, calls me "honey."
Now I gotta friend who spends his lifeStabbing my picture with a bowie-knifeDreams of strangling me with a scarfWhen my name comes up he pretends to barf.I've got a million friends!
Now they asked me to read a poemAt the sorority
