Guess I'm Doing Fine Songtext
von Bob Dylan

Well, I ain′t got my childhood
Or friends I once did know
No, I ain't got my childhood
Or friends I once did know

But I still got my voice left
I can take it anywhere I go
Hey-hey, so I guess I′m doing fine

And I've never had much money
But I'm still around somehow
No, I′ve never had much money
But I′m still around somehow

Many times I've bended
But I ain′t never yet bowed
Hey-hey, so I guess I'm doing fine

Trouble, oh, trouble
I′ve trouble on my mind
Trouble, oh, trouble
Trouble on my mind


But the trouble in the world, Lord
Is much more bigger than mine
Hey-hey, so I guess I'm doing fine

And I never had no armies
To jump at my command
No, I ain′t got no armies
To jump at my command

But I don't need no armies
I got me one good friend
Hey-hey, so I guess I'm doing fine

I′ve been kicked and whipped and trampled on
I′ve been shot at, just like you
I've been kicked and whipped and trampled on
I′ve been shot at, just like you

But as long as the world keeps turnin'
I just keep a-turnin′ too
Hey-hey, so I guess I'm doing fine

Well, my road might be rocky
The stones might cut my face
My road, it might be rocky
The stones might cut my face


But as some folks ain′t got no road at all
They got to stand in the same old place
Hey-hey, so I guess I'm doing fine