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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
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Alan Clark
Alan Clark
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Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
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Mick Taylor
Mick Taylor
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Robbie Shakespear
Robbie Shakespear
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Sly Dunbar
Sly Dunbar
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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
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Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
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Mark Knopfler
Mark Knopfler
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Ian Taylor
Ian Taylor
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Bill Kipper
Bill Kipper
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Frank Dickinson
Frank Dickinson
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Josh Abbey
Josh Abbey
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Neil Dorfsman
Neil Dorfsman
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Just a minute 'fore you leave, girl Just a minute 'fore you touch the door What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl? Do you think we can talk about it some more? You know, the streets are filled with vipers Who've lost all ray of hope You know, it's not even safe no more In the palace of the Pope Don't fall apart on me tonight I just don't think that I could handle it Don't fall apart on me tonight Yesterday's just a memory Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be And I need you, yeah Come over here from over there, girl Sit down here, you can have my chair I can't see us goin' anywhere, girl The only place open is a thousand miles away, and I can't take you there I wish that I'd been a doctor Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost Maybe I'd have done some good in the world 'Stead of burning every bridge I crossed Don't fall apart on me tonight I just don't think that I could handle it Don't fall apart on me tonight Yesterday's just a memory Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be And I need you, oh, yeah I ain't too good at conversation, girl So you might not know exactly how I feel But if I could, I'd bring you to the mountaintop, girl And build you a house made out of stainless steel But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting That's hanging in the Louvre My throat start to tickle and my nose itches But I know that I can't move Don't fall apart on me tonight I just don't think that I could handle it Don't fall apart on me tonight Yesterday's gone but the past lives on Tomorrow's just one step beyond And I need you, oh Who are these people who are walking towards you? Do you know them or will there be a fight? With their humorless smiles so easy to see through Can they tell you what's wrong from what's right? Oh, do you remember St. James Street Where you blew Jackie P's mind? You were so fine, Clark Gable would have fell at your feet And laid his life on the line Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl No more booby traps and bombs No more decadence and charm No more affection that's misplaced, girl No more mudcake creatures lying in your arms What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants? He looked so baffled and so bewildered When he played and we didn't dance Don't fall apart on me tonight I just don't think that I could handle it Don't fall apart on me tonight Yesterday's just a memory Tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be And I need you, yeah, you Ah, I need you
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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