Seeing the Real You at Last Songtext
von Bob Dylan
Seeing the Real You at Last Songtext
Well, I thought that the rain would cool things down
But it looks like it don′t
I'd like to get you to change your mind
But it looks like you won′t
From now on I'll be busy
Ain't goin′ nowhere fast
I′m just glad it's over
And I′m seeing the real you at last
Well, I risked my neck for you
Didn't I take chances?
Didn′t I rise above all the
Most unfortunate circumstances
Well, I have had some rotten nights
Didn't think that they would pass
I′m just thankful and grateful
To be seeing the real you at last
I'm hungry and I'm irritable
And I′m tired of this bag of tricks
At one time there was nothing wrong with me
That you could not fix
Well, I sailed through the storm
Strapped to the mast
Oh but our time has come
And I′m seeing the real you at last
When I met you, baby
You didn't show no visible scars
You could ride like Annie Oakley
You could shoot like Belle Starr
Well, I don′t mind a reasonable amount of trouble
Trouble always comes to pass
All I care about now
Is that I'm seeing the real you at last
Yes I am
I guess I should have known
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles
I think maybe we′d better leave each other alone
Whatever you gonna do
Please do it fast
I'm still trying to get used to
Seeing the real you at last
Oh, yes I am
But it looks like it don′t
I'd like to get you to change your mind
But it looks like you won′t
From now on I'll be busy
Ain't goin′ nowhere fast
I′m just glad it's over
And I′m seeing the real you at last
Well, I risked my neck for you
Didn't I take chances?
Didn′t I rise above all the
Most unfortunate circumstances
Well, I have had some rotten nights
Didn't think that they would pass
I′m just thankful and grateful
To be seeing the real you at last
I'm hungry and I'm irritable
And I′m tired of this bag of tricks
At one time there was nothing wrong with me
That you could not fix
Well, I sailed through the storm
Strapped to the mast
Oh but our time has come
And I′m seeing the real you at last
When I met you, baby
You didn't show no visible scars
You could ride like Annie Oakley
You could shoot like Belle Starr
Well, I don′t mind a reasonable amount of trouble
Trouble always comes to pass
All I care about now
Is that I'm seeing the real you at last
Yes I am
I guess I should have known
I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles
I think maybe we′d better leave each other alone
Whatever you gonna do
Please do it fast
I'm still trying to get used to
Seeing the real you at last
Oh, yes I am
Writer(s): Bob Dylan, Dylan Bob Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com