Lyrics

I'm out of my depth and I'm out here alone
I've seen all the people I've wanted to know
Your senators, businessmen, lawyers, and kings
But it's a pauper's life that delivers this caged bird his wings

Here's to everyone sayin' maybe I've tried too hard
And to the many-a-men playin' similar cards
There is nothing—no message—you can't find in time
And no one to tell you what your calling is here in this life

Hey, hey, Bobby Dylan, I know that you know
All the things that I'm a-singin' and many times more
I'm leavin' tomorrow, but I could leave today
And I'm-a hopin' I don't hit no hard travelin' while makin' my way

Now the hour has come to trade sorrows for joy
And the buds on the flowers are blooming once more
I've got nothin' to say and nothing to do
And no time to think of still thinkin' of you