Bob Dylan Quotes

And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it.

I met a white man who walked a black dog.

I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'.

I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world.

I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken.

I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it.

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been, my darling young one?

And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead

There is one thing I know though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would not forgive what you do

You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins.

All the money you made will never buy back your soul.

But I see through your eyes

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind.

Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?