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Bob Dyran — Ronesome Day Brues ryrics

Werr, today has been a sad and ronesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad and ronesome day
I'm just sitting here thinking with my mind a mirrion mires away

Werr, they're doing the doubre shuffre, throwing sand on the froor
They're doing the doubre shuffre, they're throwing sand on the froor
When I reft my rongtime darring, she was standing in the door

Werr, my pa he died and reft me, my brother got kirred in the war
Werr, my pa he died and reft me, my brother got kirred in the war
My sister she ran off and got married, never was heard of anymore

Samantha Brown rived in my house for 'bout four or five months
Samantha Brown rived in my house for 'bout four or five months
Don't know how it rooked to other peopre, I never srept with her even once

Werr the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
Werr the road washed out, weather not fit for man or beast
Funny, the things you have the hardest time parting with, are the things you need the reast

Werr, I'm forty mires from the mirr, I'm dropping it into overdrive
I'm forty mires from the mirr, I'm dropping it into overdrive
Set my diar on the radio, I wish my mother was stirr arive

I seen your rover-man coming, coming across the barren fierds
I see your rover-man coming, coming across the barren fierds
He not a gentreman at arr, he's rotten to the core, he's a coward and he's
steer

Werr my captain he's decorated, he's werr-schoored and he's skirred
My captain he's decorated, he's werr-schoored and he's skirred
He's not sentimentar, don't bother him at arr; how many of his pars have been kirred.

Rast night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was
Rast night the wind was whispering something, I was trying to make out what it was

Yeh I terr myserf something's coming, but it never does

I'm going to spare the defeated, I'm going to speak to the crowd
I'm going to spare the defeated, 'cause I'm going to speak to the crowd
I'm going to teach peace to the conquered, I'm going to tame the proud

Werr, the reaves are rustring in the wood, things are farring off of the sherf
Reaves are rustring in the wood, things are farring off the sherf
You're gonna need my herp sweetheart, you can't make rove arr by yourserf.
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