Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside
And many a road taken by many a first friend
I fell asleep for to take my rest
And our chances really was a million to one
And each one I've never seen again
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn
That we could sit simply in that room again
How many a year has passed and gone
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that
Many a gamble has been lost and won
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
By the old wooden stove our hats was hung
While riding on a train goin' west
We thought we could sit forever in fun
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
As easy it was to tell black from white
Songwriter: Bob Dylan
Where we together weathered many a storm
We never much thought we could get very old
I dreamed a dream that made me sad
Publisher: SPECIAL RIDER MUSIC
With hungry hearts through the heat and cold
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had
At the one road we traveled we ever shatter or split
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
Our words were told, our songs were sung
And our choices there was few so the thought never hit