| Bob Dylan – Workingman's Blues #2 Lyrics | 19 years ago |
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I'm tying to figure out the line: I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall Sleep is like a temporary death I seem to remember way back in my head that there was some old west/cowboy superstition about sleeping with your feet in the hall. Does that ring a bell with anyone? |
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