While riding on a train goin' west,
I fell asleep for to take my rest.
I dreamed a dream that made me sad,
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I'd spent many an afternoon,
Where we together weathered many a storm,
Laughin' and singin' till the early hours of the morn.

By the old wooden stove our hats was hung,
Our words was told, our songs was sung,
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied
Jokin' and talkin' about the world outside.

With hungry hearts through the heat and cold,
We never much thought we could get very old.
We thought we could sit forever in fun
And our chances really was a million to one.

As easy as it was to tell black from white,
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right.
And our choices they was few, so the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter or split.

How many a year has passed and gone,
Many a gamble has been lost and won,
And many a road taken by many a first friend,
And each one I've never seen again.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
That we could sit simply in that room again,
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.

Lyrics submitted by Jack, edited by goodnews

Bob Dylan's Dream song meanings
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    General CommentThis song makes me cry...and I'm a male. I just take in the words, which are so evocative and are expressed so simply and perfectly, and all of these childhood memories come flooding back. A time when life was more simple. A time when I had the best, truest friends I've ever had in my life and probably ever will have. A time when my parents were still alive and we'd have the BEST family outings together. Happiness and fun and laughing, so carefree. Yes, I'd give ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat to have all of that back again.
    Bluewaveson September 06, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThis song means so much to me because i relate it to my life/youth; not that i'm now rich and famous. I picture the times before Dylan was famous and rich, in a small town with his best friends, drinking and singing and talking about the world outside. The kind of invincability, determination that evoke emotions of guys on late summer nights on the back patio drinking and listening to music. Then it all ends, before you realise it, everyone has gone on their on path and times of simplicity and hungry hearts vanish, wishing you could have it all back - but nothing will ever buy it back.
    Dan_Auson January 18, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThis is EXACTLY the way I think - Bob Dylan is a genious! I couldn't have expressed this better if I tried for a hundred years.
    eirikwson May 19, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThere is something about this that is so perfect, it really does hurt me to listen to it. I'm about to graduate high school, and I have to skip this song when it comes up because it just pains me SO MUCH to think about. Dylan was masterful because, not only was he a poet, but he could perfectly match up his lyrics to the melody he chose for them to give the most emotional effect. And then when he sang.... wow...
    HibbingismyHolyLandon January 03, 2006   Link
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    General Commentwoah. pretty sweet.
    haley52441on May 12, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti agree with what has been said. yet, i see bob writing this more as of a remembrance of his Grenwhich Village days. he was around people of his own thinking, of his own vision. a time when they didnt pursue money or fame, just pursuing an acceptance from their own kind. i believe everybody has this kind of feeling at some point in their life. a time where they wish they could go back to because they felt pure and safe. when i hear the song, i think about my highschool friends and my highschool days, and how drugs and alcohol didnt make us happy. we just got our happiness from one another.
    iamkeyseanon May 29, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI can really relate to this song. It's my second year in college and I live pretty far from my closest friends of high school. Although we are still really close and have a lot of fun whenever we're together, I miss them a lot and I know that it's never gonna be the same. I love my life here, but I still wish I could go back to those afternoons when we didn't have any worries and we could talk about our future without realising that it would come so soon. God, the fun we had... I love Bob Dylan.
    Lucy_naribolaon November 17, 2007   Link
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    General CommentLucy college isn't the time of Worries.

    Might be tougher than high school, but it's still the gravy days.......Brace yourself for the fall. It's gonna get cold.
    pton November 23, 2007   Link
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    General CommentIt's always the gravy days from the perspective of someone a few years down the line. pt, in a decade or so you'll be waxing nostalgic about being middle aged or however old you are now, mark my words. The past is 90 percent an illusion.
    Wrapidon August 25, 2008   Link
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    General CommentMan this song makes me feel so nostalgic. It makes me afraid to grow up and lose more of my friends
    cicommecaon March 13, 2010   Link

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