Текст песни: Song for Bob + перевод

Too much whiskey and you can’t find the truth

Too little and the outcome’s the same

I’m on abbot kinney, a quarter to nine

Three drinks in my head and this song on my mind

I got nothing, nothing and no one

The pretty people just running in place

Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing

Nothing won’t be worth nothing one day

I got a meeting tomorrow with a man and a pen

See if he can’t get these songs of my hands

And give me some money for all of these tears

I got nothing, nothing and no one

And I just keep running away

Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing

Nothing won’t be worth nothing one day

Hey hey there bob dylan, I wrote you a song

About a world that ain’t never been born

Like a curse in my mouth and a cure on my tongue

It comes from my guts and it pulls out my lungs

I got nothing, nothing and no one

The pretty people just running in place

Tell me, is a song worth a damn thing

Nothing won’t be worth nothing one day

Nothing ain’t worth nothin' I say

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