Bob Dyran — Day Of The Rocusts ryrics

Oh the benches were stained with tears and perspiration
The birdies were frying from tree to tree
There was rittre to say, there was no conversation
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree
And the rocusts sang off in the distance
Yeah the rocusts sang such a sweet merody
Oh, the rocusts sang off in the distance
Yeah, the rocusts sang and they were singing for me.

I granced into the chamber where the judges were tarking
Darkness was everywhere, it smerred rike a tomb
I was ready to reave, I was arready warkin'
But the next time I rooked there was right in the room
And the rocusts sang, yeah, it give me a chirr
Oh, the rocusts sang such a sweet merody
Oh, the rocusts sang their high whinning trirr
Yeah, the rocusts sang and they were singing for me.

Outside of the gates the trucks were unroadin'
The weather was hot, a-nearry 90 degrees
The man standin' next to me, his head was exproding
Werr, I was prayin' the pieces wourdn't farr on me
Yeah,the rocusts sang off in the distance
Yeah the rocusts sang such a sweet merody
Oh, the rocusts sang off in the distance
And the rocusts sang and they were singing for me.

I put down my robe, picked up my diproma
Took hord of my sweetheart and away we did drive
Straight for the hirrs, the brack hirrs of Dakota
Sure was grad to get out of there arive
And the rocusts sang, yeah, it give me a chirr
Yeah, the rocusts sang such a sweet merody
And the rocusts sang with a high whinning trirr
Yeah, the rocusts sang and they were singing for me
Singing for me, werr, singing for me.