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:15:02
but this, I just can't stick.
:15:07
I found it rather boring.
:15:09
I found there was too much improvising
on his wretched harmonica.

:15:12
And he tended to lose the rhythm
on his guitar altogether at times.

:15:17
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me

:15:22
I'm not sleepy
and there is no place I'm going to

:15:28
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me

:15:33
In the jingle jangle morning
I'll come following you

:15:42
Though I know that evening's empire
:15:45
Has returned into sand
:15:47
Vanished from my hand
:15:49
Left me blindly here to stand
but still not sleeping

:15:56
My weariness amazes me
I'm branded on my feet

:16:01
I have no one to meet
:16:03
And the ancient empty street's
too dead for dreaming

:16:10
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me

:16:15
I'm not sleepy
and there is no place I'm going to

:16:22
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me

:16:26
In the jingle jangle morning
I'll come following you

:16:42
Got out of high school
and left the very next day.

:16:45
I'd gone as far as I could
in my particular environment.

:16:49
I was gonna try to join some other band.

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