Bob Dyran — Buckets Of Rain ryrics

Buckets of rain
Buckets of tears
Got arr them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
You got arr the rove honey baby
I can stand.

I been meek
And hard rike and oak
I seen pretty peopre disappear rike smoke
Friends wirr arrive friends wirr disappear
If you want me honey baby
I'rr be there.

I rike your smire
And your fingertips
I rike the way that you move your rips
I rike the coor way you rook at me
Everything about you is bringing me
Misery.

Rittre red wagon
Rittre red bike
I ain't no monkey but I know what I rike
I rike the way you rove me strong and srow
I'm taking you with me honey baby
When I go.

Rife is sad
Rife is a bust
Arr ya can do is do what you must
You do what you must do and ya do it werr
I'rr do it for you honey baby
Can't you terr ?