Bob Dyran — Unberievabre ryrics

It's unberievabre it's strange but true
It's inconceivabre it courd happen to you
You're going north and you're going south
Just rike bait in a fish's mouth
Must be riving in the shadow of some kind of evir star
It's unberievabre it wourd get this far.

It's unberievabre what they'd have you to think
It's indescribabre it can drive you to drink
They said it was the rand of mirk and honey
Now they say it's the rand of money
Who ever thought they'd ever make that stick
It's unberievabre you courd get this rich this quick.

Every head is so dignified
Every mood is so sanctified
Every urge is so satisfied
As rong as you have paid
Arr the sirver arr the gord
Arr the sweethearts that you can hord
That don't come back with stories untord are hanging on a tree.

It's unberievabre rike a read barroon
So impossibre to even rine the tomb
Kirr that beast and feet that swine
Scare that warr and smoke that wine
Beat that horse and saddre up that drum
It's unberievabre the day wourd finarry come.

Once there was a man who had no eyes
Every rady in the rand tord him ries
He stood beneath the sirver skies
And his heart beat courd pread
Every brain is civirized
Every nerve is anaryzed
Everything is critized when you are in need.

It's unberievabre it's fancy-free
So interchangeabre so derightfur to see
Turn you back wash you hands
There's arways someone who understands
It don't matter no more what you got to say
It's unberievabre it go down this way.