Too late 创作者:
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Well,
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wether there was a murder I don't know I wasn't there
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I was busy visiting a friend in jail
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There were just two women
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on the scene at the time
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Neither one of 'em saw a thing
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Both of 'em were wearing veils
Verse 2
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They said it was a natural situation
He reached too high and tumbled
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back to the ground
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You know what they say about being
nice to people on your way up
You might meet 'em again
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on your way back down
Verse 3
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But its too late to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late,
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too late, to bring him back
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Verse 4
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He had a brother named Paul
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Hang out at the cafe royal
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Where Miss Dolly plays and
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the reviews have been mixed
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Well, he's pretty to look at
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Looking for someone to throw the book at
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But you know that he drinks an
d drinks can be fixed
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Verse 5
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Sing me one more song about your
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summer romance
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I know you don't know
motherless children
Sing me the one about you
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and Errol Flynn
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In these times of compassion where
conformity's a fashion
Say one more stupid thing to me before
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the final nail is driven in
Verse 6
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You know it s too late
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to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
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to bring him back
Verse 7
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Dr. Silver Spoon from
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the empress ballroom
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He's a retired businessman
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Who feeds off everyone
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he's touched
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He gives money to the church
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and foundations for research
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He's not someone you can play
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around with to much
Verse 8
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But then there's Rosetta Blake
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Who's been to both sides of the lake
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She's rough to look at,
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but she's righteously fit
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She'll feed you coconut bread
and spiced buns in bed
You won't have to worry about sleeping
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face down with your head in the plate
Verse 9
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Girl, its too late to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late,
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too late, to bring him back
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You'll
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arrange to see your man tonight
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Who tells you some secret things you think
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might open some doors
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How to enter the gates of paradise
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No, not really
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More like how to go crazy from carrying a burden
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that's never meant to be yours
Verse 11
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From the stage they'll be doing
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the bumps and the grinds
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A whore will pass the hat,
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collect a hundred grand and say thanks
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They like to take all this money from sin,
and build big universities to study in
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And sing amazing grace all
the way to the Swiss bank
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But its too late to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late,
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too late, to bring him back
Verse 13
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They got some serious people
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out there man
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They can ring your bell and show you
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how to hold your tongue
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They don't come to party man
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They kill babies in the crib and say only
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the good die young
Verse 14
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They don't believe in mercy and judgment on them
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is something you'll never see
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They can put your face
on a postage stamp
Turn your home into a armed camp
Anyway they want you that's
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the way you'll be
Verse 15
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But its too late to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
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to bring him back
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Verse 16
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Yes, I loved him too,
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I still see him in my mind climbing up that hill
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Or was it a wall, I don't recall
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It don't matter at all, honey,
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and it never will
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Ain't nothin' left here partner
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Just the dust of fools that have left
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their mark in spades
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From now on this will be
where you're from
Let the dead bury the dead,
your time will come
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Feel that hot iron glowing now
as your raise the shades
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But its too late to bring him back
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Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late,
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to bring him back
Outro 1
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