Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.

Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking 'bout the government.

Now the wintertime is coming The windows are filled with frost I went to tell everybody But I could not get across Well, I wanna be your lover, baby I don't wanna be your boss Don't say I never warned you When your train gets lost.

I think of rock 'n' roll as a combination of country blues and swing band music, not Chicago blues, and modern pop.

You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way.

and if anybody asks me is it easy to forget I'll say it is easily done, you just pick anyone, and pretend that you never have met

I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.