Things Have Changed
Lyrics
I'm a worried man, got a worried mind No one in front of me, no one behind There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne Got white skin, got assassins eyesfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
acoustic rock instrumentationblues influences
folk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
extensive vamping
acoustic sonority
minor key tonality
a gravelly male vocalist
a prominent mandolin part
acoustic rhythm guitars
prominent percussion
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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I'm locked in tight, I'm outta range I used to care, but things have changed All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie People are crazy and times are strange I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range You can't win with a losin' hand I used to care, but things have changed Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove I'm in love with a woman that don't even appeal to me Songwriter: Bob Dylan Some things are too hot to touch People are crazy, times are strange You can hurt someone and not even know it I'm not that eager, not that eager to make a mistake I hurt easy, I just don't show it Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies People are crazy and times are strange Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through If the Bible is right, the world will explode Feel like fallin' in love with the first woman I meet Any minute now I'm expectin' all hell to break loose Got white skin, got assassins eyes The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag I've been walking forty miles of bad road Publisher: SPECIAL RIDER MUSIC People are crazy and times are strange Standin' on the gallows with my head in a noose No one in front of me, no one behind There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne This place ain't doing me any good I used to care, but things have changed Puttin' her in a wheel barrow and wheelin' her down the street Just for a second there I thought I saw something move I'm a worried man, got a worried mind Gonna get low down, gonna fly high Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake I'm locked in tight, I'm outta range I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train I used to care, but things have changed The human mind can only stand so much




