Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan - This Evening So Soon (self Portrait) lyrics

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Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning,

Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening,

Tell old Bill, when he comes home,

To leave them down-town girls alone

This morning, this evening, so soon.

Old Sal was baking bread this morning,

Old Sal was baking bread this evening,

Old Sal was baking bread

When she found out that her Bill was dead

This morning, this evening, so soon.

She said "Oh no, it can't be so", this morning,

"Oh no, it can't be so", this evening

She said "Oh no, it can't be so,

My Bill left home about an hour ago"

This morning, this evening, so soon.

Well they brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this morning,

They brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon this evening,

Well you know they brought Bill home in a hurry-up wagon,

His arms, his legs, his feet were dragging

This morning, this evening, so soon.

So soon, so soon, so soon.

Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning,

Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening,

Tell old Bill, when he comes home,

To leave them down-town girls alone

This morning, this evening, so soon.

So soon, so soon.
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