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Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? 1 Bob Dylan © 1965 Warner Bros.-7 Arts Inc., renewed 1993 Special Rider Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

30 Nov 1965 CAN YOU PLEASE CRAWL OUT YOUR WINDOW (vinyl EP-6265, 1966) BIOGRAPH (1985) THE ESSENTIAL BOB DYLAN (2000) DYLAN [LaserLight] (T-161) THE LONESOME SPARROW SINGS #1 (T-349) HIGHWAY 61 REVISTED AGAIN #1 (T-174) GWW SEEMS LIKE A FREEZE OUT (vinyl bootleg)

Blonde on Blonde session 2, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 30.oct.1965, take 10 He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back You know that he has no intentions Of looking your way unless it's to say That he needs you to test his inventions. Hey, come crawl out your window Use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon an' expose it With his business-like anger an' his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk Or pick it up after he throws it. Hey, please crawl out your window Oh, use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. He looks so righteous while your face is so changed As you sit on the box you keep him in While his genocide fools an' his friends rearrange Their religion of the little tin women That backs up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is just beginnin'. Hey, please come out your window Oh, use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you When you can go back to him anytime that you want to. You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend If you won't come out your window Yes, come out your window, come out.

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Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? 2

30 July 1965 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12    / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #1

Highway 61 Revisited session 3, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 1 Jingle bells intro He sits in your room, his tomb, with his fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back You know that he has no intentions Of looking your way unless it's to say He needs you to test his inventions. Hey, come out the window Come on, it won't ruin you Don't say that he'll haunt you You can go back anytime you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels When he tries to peel the moon an' expose it With his business-like anger an' his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to pick up his chalk Or remember where he throws it. Hey, crawl out your window Come on, it won't ruin you Don't say that he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. Why does he look so righteous while your face looks so changed? You must be [.] frightened of the box where you keep him While his genocide fools an' his friends rearrange Their religion of little tin women To back up their views but your face is so bruised Come out the dark is beginnin'. Hey, crawl out your window Come on, don't say it'll ruin you Don't say that he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to.

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Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? 3

30 July 1965 HIGHWAY 61 REVISTED AGAIN #2 (T-174) 30 July 1965 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12    / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #2 THE LONESOME SPARROW SINGS #2 (T-349) THIN WILD MERCURY MUSIC #1 (T-350) GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES (T-393) GREAT WHITE WONDER Part 2 (vinyl bootleg) STEALIN (vinyl bootleg)

Highway 61 Revisited session 3, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 12? Highway 61 Revisited session 3, Columbia Studio A - 30.jul.1965, take 17 He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back [I'm sure(12) / You know(17)] that he has no intentions Of looking your way unless it's to say That he needs you to test his inventions. Hey, crawl out your window Come on, don't say it'll ruin you Come on, don't say he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon an' expose it With his business-like anger an' his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk Or pick it up after he throws it. Hey, crawl out your window Come on, don't say it'll ruin you [Come on, (17)] don't say that he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed? Are you frightened of the box you keep him in? While his genocide fools an' his friends rearrange Their religion of little tin women [That backs(12)/To back(17)] up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is beginnin'. [Hey(12)/Ah-ah(17)] come out your window Come on, don't say it'll ruin you Come on, don't say he will haunt you [You can(12)/If you(17)] go back to him anytime you want to.

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Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window? 4

5 Oct 1965 THE LONESOME SPARROW SINGS #3 (T-349) THIN WILD MERCURY MUSIC #2 (T-350) MIDNIGHT TRAIN [Traditional Line] 30 Nov 1965 THE CUTTING EDGE: THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 12    / 1965-1966 (DeLuxe Edition) #3

Blonde on Blonde session 1, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 5.oct.1965, take 2, 1 verse only Blonde on Blonde session 2, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 30.nov.1965, take 5-6 He sits in your room, his tomb, with his fist full of tacks Preoccupied with his vengeance Cursing the dead that can't answer him back You know that he has no intentions Of looking your way unless it's to say That he needs you to test his inventions. Oh, come crawl out your window Use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. He looks so truthful, is this how he feels Trying to peel the moon an' expose it With his business-like anger an' his bloodhounds that kneel If he needs a third eye he just grows it He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk Or pick it up after he throws it. Hey, can you please come an' crawl out your window Come use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you When you can go back to him anytime you want to. He looks so righteous while your face is so changed As you sit on the box you keep him in While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange Their religion of the little tin women That backs up their views but your face is so bruised Come on out the dark is beginnin'. Hey, can you please crawl out your window Use your hands an' legs, it won't ruin you How can you say he will haunt you You can go back to him anytime you want to. Oh, where's the window? Come out the window!