Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
T Bone Burnett
T Bone Burnett
Guitar
Steven Soles
Steven Soles
Guitar
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Guitar
Bobby Neuwirth
Bobby Neuwirth
Guitar
David Mansfield
David Mansfield
Mandolin
Howie Wyeth
Howie Wyeth
Drums
Gary Burke
Gary Burke
Congas
Chris Austopchuk
Chris Austopchuk
Conductor
Nicky Lindeman
Nicky Lindeman
Conductor
Scarlet Rivera
Scarlet Rivera
Violin
Rob Stoner
Rob Stoner
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Rosen
Jeff Rosen
Producer
Diane Lapson
Diane Lapson
Assistant Producer
Debbie Sweeney
Debbie Sweeney
Assistant Producer
Vickie Mathis
Vickie Mathis
Assistant Producer
Margarita Miller
Margarita Miller
Assistant Producer
Irene Provisiero
Irene Provisiero
Assistant Producer
Kathi Kathi
Kathi Kathi
Assistant Producer
Sam Sam
Sam Sam
Assistant Producer
Lauren Oliver
Lauren Oliver
Assistant Producer
Mark Wilder
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
Seven days
Seven more days, she'll be coming
I'll be waiting at the station
For her to arrive
Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive
[Verse 2]
She been gone
Ever since I've been a child
Ever since I'd seen her smile
I've never forgotten her eyes
She had a face that could outshine the sun in the skies
[Verse 3]
I've been good
I've been good while I been waiting
Maybe guilty of hesitating
But I've been hanging on
Seven more days, and all that will be gone
[Verse 4]
There's kissing in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Tryna get a lead on something to feed on
The nights are always sadder than the day
[Verse 5]
Seven days
Seven days, the wind has been blowin'
The whistle, it will be blowin'
She'll be coming for me
My beautiful comrade from the North
[Verse 6]
There's fighting in the valley, thieving in the alley
Fighting every inch of the way
Tryna get a lead on something to feed on
The nights are always sadder than the day
[Verse 7]
Seven days
And I don't know, the wind is blowin'
The whistle, it will be blowin'
She'll be coming for me
My beautiful comrade from the North
Written by: Bob Dylan
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