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The Basement Tapes - may/october 1967, prev. uncirc.
Mostly undecipherable and clearly unfinished transcription
Now the doors are barely rollin'
And the natives can't agree
And all that, all the ??nations??
But nobody feels very sorry for me
If i lost everything of all the healing ??thing/dream/grace??
But i can't help this all
And [the way] i feel, she sure is standing.
Now the holy book is written
Oh where the page all are ??then??
And as for a natural warning
But nobody does yet understand
Just like Pharaoh and his armies
They were ??on bed/made?? of a solid ??bread??
Yes, and that old bad wolf's gonna howl his way from the ??morning??
Hold in some big cavern
I would sit and wait
Calling my children ??outside/i find??
But i just don't mean to hesitate
And if i was a master leader
I would attempt to ??bow and wave/raise??
Yet the wild wolf he's a big old ??daddy?? and not a ??babe??.
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