One too many mornings
Bob Dylan
RA, Spanish, 2006
Down the road the dogs are barking, and the day is a gettin dark
As night comes in a rollin the dogs lose their bark
And the silent night would shatter with the sounds within my mind
We're one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.
On the crossroads at my doorstep my eyes begin to fade
As I gaze back tpo the room where my love and I have laid
Gaze back to the street, the sidewalk and the sign
We're just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.
It's a restless hungry feeling don't do no-one no good
And everything I'm saying you could say it just as good
You're right from your side but I'm right from mine
We're just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.
From Dylan obviously. And not folk obviously. But all part of the "folk" revival.