| Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
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| I’m not sleepy and
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| There is no place that I’m going to
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| I say, hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
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| You’re to play a song for me
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| In my jingle-jangle morning
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| I come following you
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| Though you might hear
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| Your laughing, spinning, swinging
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| Madly across the sun
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| It’s not aimed at anyone
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| It’s just escaping on the run
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| And but for the sky
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| There are no fences facing
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| Yes, and if you hear your vague traces
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| Of skipping reels of rhyme
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| To your tambourine in time
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| It’s just a ragged clown behind
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| Oh, I wouldn’t pay it any mind
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| It’s just a shadow that
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| You have been seeing that he’s chasing
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| Ah, yes, hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
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| Play a song for me
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| I’m not sleepy and
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| There is no place that I’m going to
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| Yes sir, hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
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| Why don’t you play a song for me
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| In my jingle-jangle morning
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| I’ll come following you
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| Yes, and take me disappearing
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| Through the smoke rings of my mind
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| Down the foggy ruins of time
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| Far past those frozen leaves
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| Yes, and all those frightened, haunted trees
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| Take me out to that windy beach
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| I’d like to go far
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| Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
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| Ah, yes, you know that dance
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| Beneath the diamond sky
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| With just one hand waving free
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| Silhouetted by all those trees
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| Circled by the circus sands
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| With all of that memory and fate
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| Driven deep, deep beneath the waves
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| I’d like to forget
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| Hey, let me forget about today until tomorrow
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| Ah, yes sir, hey, hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
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| Why don’t you play a song for me
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| You see, I’m not sleepy and
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| There is no place that I’m going to
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| Ah, yes sir, hey, hey, Mr. Tambourine Man
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| Just once more play a song for me
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| In my jingle-jangle morning
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| I come following you |