Ouça On the Road Again de Bob Dylan.

On the Road Again

Bob Dylan

Singer/Songwriter

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Bob Dylan - On the Road Again (Official Audio)
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
Al Gorgoni
Al Gorgoni
Guitar
Bill Lee
Bill Lee
Bass
Bobby Gregg
Bobby Gregg
Drums
Bruce Langhorne
Bruce Langhorne
Electric Guitar
Frank Owens
Frank Owens
Piano
Joseph Macho Jr.
Joseph Macho Jr.
Bass Guitar
Kenny Rankin
Kenny Rankin
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Wilson
Tom Wilson
Producer
Fred Catero
Fred Catero
Engineer
Roy Hallee
Roy Hallee
Engineer

Letra

Well, I wake up in the morning, there's frogs inside my socks Your mama, she's hidin' inside the icebox Your daddy walks in wearin' a Napoleon Bonaparte mask Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, do you have to ask? Well, I go to pet your monkey, I get a face full of claws I ask that who's in the fireplace and you tell me, "Santa Claus" The milkman comes in, he's wearing a derby hat Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, how come you have to ask me that? Well, I ask for something to eat, I'm hungry as a hog So I get brown rice, seaweed and a dirty hot dog I got a hole where my stomach disappeared Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, I gotta think you're really weird Your grandpa's cane, it turns into a sword Your grandma prays to pictures that are pasted on a board Everything inside my pockets your uncle steals Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, I can't believe that you're for real Well, there's fist fights in the kitchen They're enough to make me cry Then the mailman comes in, even he's gotta take a side Even the butler, he's got something to prove Then you ask why I don't live here Honey, how come you don't move?
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