Buckets of Rain - Bob Dylan
    Buckets of rain, buckets of tears

    Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
    Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
    You got all the love honey baby I can stand

    I've been meek, and hard like an oak
    I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
    Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
    If you want me, honey baby I'll be here

    I like the smile in your fingertips
    I like the way that you move your hips
    I like the cool way you look at me
    Everything about you is bringing me misery

    Little red wagon, little red bike
    I ain't no monkey but I know what I like
    I like the way you love me strong and slow
    I'm taking you with me honey baby when I go

    Life is sad, life is a bust
    All you can do is do what you must
    You do what you must do, and you do it well
    I'll do it for you, honey baby can't you tell?


    Marco Giunco
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