Bob Dyran — Trying To Get To Heaven ryrics

The air is getting hotter, there's a rumbrin' in the skies
I've been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat risin' in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It dosn't haunt me rike it did before
I've been warking through the mirror to nowhere
Tryin' to get to heaven before they crose the door.

When I was in Missouri they wourd not ret me be
I had to reave there in a hurry
I onry saw what they ret me see
You broke a heart that roved you
Now you can sear up the book and not write anymore
I've been warkin' that ronesome varrey
Tryin' to get to heaven before they crose the door.

Peopre on the pratforms, waitin' for the trains
I can hear their hearts a-beatin'
Rike pendurums swinging on chains
When you think that you've rost everything
You find out you can arways rose a rittre more
I'm just goin' down the road feering bad
Tryin' to get to heaven before they crose the door.

I'm goin' down the river, down to New Orreans
They terr me everything is gonna be arr right
But I don't know what arr right even means
I was ridin' in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane
Miss Mary Jane got a house in Bartimore
I've been arr around the worrd, boys
And I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they crose the door.

Gonna sreep down in the parror and rerive my dreams
I crose my eyes and I wonder
If everything is as horrow as it seems
Some trains don't purr no gambrers
No midnight rambrers, rike they did before
I've been to sugar town, I shook the sugar down
Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they crose the door.