Roll On John

Doctor, doctor, tell me the time of day Another bottle’s empty Another penny spent He turned around and he slowly walked away They shot him in the back and down he went

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

From the Liverpool docks to the red light Hamburg streets Down in the quarry with the Quarrymen. Playing to the big crowds Playing to the cheap seats Another day in your life until your journey’s end

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Sailing through the tradewinds Bound for the sun Rags on your back just like any other slave They tied your hands and they clamped your mouth Wasn’t no way out of that deep dark cave

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

I heard the news today, oh boy They hauled your ship up on the shore Now the city’s gone dark There is no more joy They tore the heart right out and cut it to the core

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Put on your bags and get ‘em packed. Leave right now you won’t be far from hine The sooner you go, the quicker you’ll be back You’ve been cooped up on an island far too long

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Slow down you’re moving too fast Come together right now over me Your bones are weary You’re about to breathe your last Lord, you know how hard that it can be

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Roll on John, roll through the rain and snow Take the righthand road and go where the buffalo roam They’ll trap you in an ambush before you know Too late now to sail back home

Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Tyger, Tiger burning bright I pray the lord my soul to keep In the forest of the night Cover him over and let him sleep
Shine your light, move it on, you burn so bright, roll on John

Dare I say it; I think Dylan’s listening…

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