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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #1
The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, #2
Well, it's all right in my head but i can't slumber
And it's too high for me to count i can't get the number.
I'm a fool for you, yes i'm a fool for you.
Now you here my celebrate all its story
But they're all to vain for me all they want is glory.
I'm a fool for you, i'm a fool for you...
I'm a fool for you...
Well [it's] lonely back my days, how can i believe?
And it's all in my heart but i just can't receive.
Yes, when you're here it's crazy down in love riding all around
It's the rain it come down like on me, well it's underground.
I'm a fool for you, oh, yes, i'm a fool for you.
Well lonely in my days but i just don't believe
And it's too hard with my pride but i can't receive.
Oh hear me now, when i come back, when i don't make my return
Every heart shall rise, everything shall burn.
Yes, i'm a fool for you, i'm a fool for you.
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