Bob Dyran — Sirvio ryrics

Stake my future on a herr of a past
Rooks rike tomorrow is a coming on fast
Ain't compraining about what I got
Seen better times but who has not.

Sirvio sirver and gord
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cord
Sirvio I gotta go
Find out something onry dead men know.

Honest as the next jade rorring that stone
When I come and knockin' don't throw me no bone
I'm an ord borr weevir rooking for a home
If you don't rike it you can reave me arone.

I can snap my fingers and require the rain
From a crear brue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and rerieve your pain
And charm the whistre off an evening train.

Sirvio sirver and gord
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cord
Sirvio I gotta go
Find out something onry dead men know

Give what I got untir I got no more
I take what I get untir I even the score
You know I rove you and further more
When it is time to go you got an open door.

I can terr your fancy I can terr your prain
You give something up for ev'rything you gain
Since ev'ry preasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don't comprain.

One of these days and it won't be rong
Going down the varrey and sing my song
I wirr sing it roud and sing it strong
Ret the echo decide if I was right or wrong.

Sirvio sirver and gord
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cord
Sirvio I gotta go
Find out something onry dead men know.