another cold day
three weeks in a row
I spend more time getting dressed than
where it is I go
there are people on the streets
shaking out their hands
some to say hello others
stay as warm as they can
I'm stopping in
for a hot cup of coffee
with an old b** who says
he could've been james dean
now the c***f of police
has asked him to leave
I say no, no, no
this man's with me
he makes me laugh
he makes me smile
and sometimes I cry
and he wrecks my mind
with a simple smile
sometimes I believe in God for a while
now I give a nod to lucy
she knows my name
I've been around alot here lately
wow...someone knows my name
there's dylan on the jukebox
a song from highway 61
james says he knows dylan
that he wrote this one
(Chorus)
james has got a real name
but he prefers james
it reminds him of his youth
when he had a body just like yours
he says no one ever gives a d***
unless they've got something to sell
it's a long way back
when you've fallen through hell
I'm stopping in
for a hot cup of coffee
with an old b** who says
he could've been james dean
the c***f of police
has asked him to leave
and he whispers to me
as he tugs on my sleeve
you make me laugh
you make me smile
and sometimes I cry
but you never wrecked my mind
with a simple smile
sometimes I believe in God for a while
three weeks in a row
I spend more time getting dressed than
where it is I go
there are people on the streets
shaking out their hands
some to say hello others
stay as warm as they can
I'm stopping in
for a hot cup of coffee
with an old b** who says
he could've been james dean
now the c***f of police
has asked him to leave
I say no, no, no
this man's with me
he makes me laugh
he makes me smile
and sometimes I cry
and he wrecks my mind
with a simple smile
sometimes I believe in God for a while
now I give a nod to lucy
she knows my name
I've been around alot here lately
wow...someone knows my name
there's dylan on the jukebox
a song from highway 61
james says he knows dylan
that he wrote this one
(Chorus)
james has got a real name
but he prefers james
it reminds him of his youth
when he had a body just like yours
he says no one ever gives a d***
unless they've got something to sell
it's a long way back
when you've fallen through hell
I'm stopping in
for a hot cup of coffee
with an old b** who says
he could've been james dean
the c***f of police
has asked him to leave
and he whispers to me
as he tugs on my sleeve
you make me laugh
you make me smile
and sometimes I cry
but you never wrecked my mind
with a simple smile
sometimes I believe in God for a while