| BOB DYLAN'S DREAM | |||
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| Submitted By John Proctor | |||
| Who Says; "I always think of Tonfanau when I play this." | |||
| Whilst riding on a train going west I fell asleep for to take my rest. I dreamed a dream that made me sad Concerning myself and the first few friends I had. |
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| With half damp eyes I stared to the room Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon, Where we together weathered many a storm, Laughing and singing 'till the early hours of the morn. | |||
| By the old wooden stove where our hats were hung, Our words were told, our songs was sung; Where we longed for nothing and were satisfied, Joking and talking about the world outside. |
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| With hungry hearts through the heat and cold, We never much thought we could get very old We thought we could sit forever in fun And our chances really was a million to one. |
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| As easy it was to tell black from white, It was all that easy to tell wrong from right; And our choices they was few so the thought never hit That the one road we travelled would ever shatter or split. |
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| How many a year has passed and gone, Many a gamble has been lost and won; And many a road taken by many a first friend, And each one, I've never seen again. |
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| I wish, I wish, I wish in vain, That we could sit simply in that room again; Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat, I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that. |
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