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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967
Well, I looked as far as I could see, baby
I looked as far as I could see, baby
Well, I looked as far as I could see
All kind in misery, baby
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Well, I looked east, I looked west, baby
I looked east, I looked west, baby
Well, I looked east, I looked west
There was nothing I could see that I liked the best
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Well go down in land, drop your heavy load, baby
Go down in land, drop your load, baby
Go down in land, drop your load
Just don't look back it's you're dead end road
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Now east an' west, the fire will rise, baby
East an' west, the fire will rise, baby
East an' west, the fire will rise
Shut your mouth, close your eyes
Baby, won't you be my baby?
Oh, I got enough of Georgia time, baby
I ain't tryin' to mess, I'll just save your time, baby
I ain't tryin' to mess or save your time
But it's your life, it's not mine
Baby, won't you be my baby?
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