Don't know which one is worse, doing your own thing or just being cool.

The inmates and prisoners, I found they were my kind, and it was there inside the bars I found my peace of mind.

As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree, and the locusts sang off in the distance.

You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live, when I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give. Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from my hole, quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.

Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.

In the meantime [1965-67], [Bob] Dylan was again writing some of the best love songs in the genre, like "Visions of Johanna," "Just Like a Woman," and "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands."

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.