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I And I Bob Dylan © 1983 Special Rider Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

27 Apr 1983 INFIDELS I AND I (Vinyl single) ROUGH CUTS (T-346) DOWN IN THE FLOOD (T-146)

Infidels session 15, Power Station NYC - 27.apr.1983, album version Infidels session 15, Power Station NYC - 27.apr.1983, bootleg version (b) Been so long since a strange woman has slept in my bed Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams In another lifetime she must have owned the world or been faithfully wed To some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlight streams. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Think i'll go out and go for a walk Not much happenin' here, nothin' ever does Besides if she wakes up now she'll just want me to talk I got nothin' to say, 'specially about whatever was. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Took an untrodden path once, where the swift don't win the race It goes to the worthy who can divide the word of truth Took a stranger to teach me to look into justice's beautiful face And i see an eye for an eye an' a tooth for a tooth. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Outside of two men on a train platform there's nobody in sight They're waitin' for spring to come, smokin' down the track [/oversearchin' the track(b)] The world can come to an end tonight but that's all right She should still be there sleepin' when i get back. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Noontime and i'm still pushin' myself along the road, the darkest part Into the narrow lanes i can stumble and stay put Someone else is speakin' with my mouth but i'm listenin' only to my heart I made shoes for everyone, even you while i still go barefoot. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives.

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I And I Bob Dylan © 1983 Special Rider Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

27 Apr 1983 SPRINGTIME IN NEW YORK:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES VOL. 16 / 1980-1985

Infidels session 15, Power Station NYC - 27.apr.1983, BS-16 version Been years since a strange woman has slept in my bed Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams In another lifetime she must have owned the world or been faithfully wed To some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlight streams. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Think i'll go out and go for a walk Not much happenin', i get someone to see Besides if she wakes up now she'll just want me to talk I got nothin' to say, 'specially about what soon could not be. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. I took an untrodden path once, where the swift didn't win the race It went to the worthy who could divide the word of truth Took a stranger to teach me to look into justice's face And i see an eye for an eye an' a tooth for a tooth. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Outside of two men on a train platform there's nobody in sight They're waitin' for spring to come, smokin' down the track The world can come to an end tonight but that's all right She should still be there sleepin' when i get back. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives. Well it's noontime and i'm still pushin' myself along the road, on the darkest part Into the narrow lanes i can stumble an' stay put Someone else is speakin' with my mouth but i'm listenin' only to my heart I made shoes for everyone, even you while i still go barefoot. I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One says to the other, no man sees my face and lives.