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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Vocals
Mick Taylor
Guitar
Mark Knopfler
Guitar
Sly Dunbar
Drums
Alan Clark
Keyboards
Robbie Shakespeare
Bass
Chris Austopchuk
Conductor
Nicky Lindeman
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Dylan
Producer
Mark Knopfler
Producer
Jeff Rosen
Compilation Producer
Diane Lapson
Assistant Producer
Debbie Sweeney
Assistant Producer
Vickie Mathis
Assistant Producer
Margarita Miller
Assistant Producer
Irene Provisiero
Assistant Producer
Kathi Kathi
Assistant Producer
Sam Sam
Assistant Producer
Lauren Oliver
Assistant Producer
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
They say, eat, drink and be merry
Take the bull by the horns
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
Everything looks a little far away to me
Getting harder and harder to recognize the trap
Too much information about nothing
Too much educated rap
It's just like you told me, just like you said it would be
The moon rising like wildfire
I feel the breath of a storm
Something I got to do tonight
You go inside and stay warm
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart, you
You yeah, you got a hold of my heart
Just got back from a city of powder blue skies
Everybody thinks with their stomach
There's plenty of spies
Every street is crooked, they just wind around 'til they disappear
Madame Butterfly, she lulled me to sleep
Like an ancient river
So wide and deep
She said, "Be easy, baby, ain't nothin' worth stealing in here"
You're the one I've been waiting for
You're the one I desire
But you must first realize
I'm not another man for hire
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart
You, you, you, you
Yeah, you got a hold of my heart
I hear the hot-blooded singer
On the bandstand croon
September's song, Memphis in June
While they're beating the devil out of a guy who's wearing a flame in red wig
I've been to Babylon, I got to confess
I could still hear that voice crying in the wilderness
What looks large from a distance, close up was never that big
Never could learn to drink that blood and call it wine
Never could learn to look at your face and call it mine
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Someone's got a hold of my heart, you
Yeah, you got a hold of my heart
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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