Mr. Tambourine Man

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you.

Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand,

Vanished from my hand,

Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping,

My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,

I have no one to meet,

And the ancient, empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you.

Take me disappearing through the smoke-rings of my mind,

Down the foggy ruins of time,

Far past the frozen leaves,

The haunted, frightened trees,

Out to the windy beach,

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,

Silhouetted by the sea,

Circled by the circus sands,

With all memory and fate

Driven deep beneath the waves,

Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,

In the jingle-jangle morning I'll come following you.