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Here's the line I like:
''How stinking rich can a songwriter get, for writing this stuff for the plebs?'' The answer is:- A very tidy sum. |
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“ money doesn’t talk it swears “
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How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind Yes, 'n' how many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind Yes, 'n'… |
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Play "Blowin' In The …"
on Amazon Music "Blowin' In The Wind" How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, and how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head And pretending that he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind Yes, and how many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, and how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'til he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind |
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How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand? -- Dove's aren't remotely nautical birds, and the fly and don't sail. I'd have much more respect for him if he'd referred to Guillemots. |
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... and in the streets the girls have forgotten why they’re there.
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