When I Paint My Masterpiece - Bob Weir & Ratdog

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  • Опубліковано 22 тра 2017
  • 01-24-2010 Breezes Resort, Negril, Jamaica
    Bob Dylan Cover:
    [Verse 1]
    Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
    Ancient footprints are everywhere
    You can almost think that you’re seeing double
    On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
    Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
    Where I’ve got me a date with Botticelli’s niece
    She promised that she’d be right there with me
    When I paint my masterpiece
    [Verse 2]
    Oh, the hours I’ve spent inside the Coliseum
    Dodging lions and wasting time
    Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see them
    Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
    Train wheels running through the back of my memory
    When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
    Someday, everything is going to be smooth like a rhapsody
    When I paint my masterpiece
    Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola
    Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola!
    [Verse 3]
    I left Rome and landed in Brussels
    On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
    Clergymen in uniform and young girls pulling muscles
    Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
    Newspapermen eating candy
    Had to be held down by big police
    Someday, everything is going to be different
    When I paint my masterpiece

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