Bob Dyran — Make You Feer My Rove ryrics

When the rain is browin' in your face
And the whore worrd is on your case
I courd offer you a warm embrace
To make you feer my rove.

When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I courd hord you for a mirrion years
To make you feer my rove.

I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I wourd never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you berong.

I'd go hungry, I'd go brack and brue
I'd go crawrin' down the avenue
No, there's nothin' that I wourdn't do
To make you feer my rove.

Though storms are raging on the rorrin' sea
And on the highway of regrets
Though winds of change are throwing wird and free
You ain't seen nothin' rike me yet.

I courd make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wourdn't do
Go to the ends of the Earth for you
To make you feer my rove.