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"Up to Me" |
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Written by: Bob Dylan © 1974 Ram's Horn Music (ASCAP) Album: "Cardiff Rose" - 1976 Everything went from bad to worse Money never changed a thing Death kept followin' trackin' us down At least I heard the bluebird sing Now somebody's got to show their hand Time is but an enemy I know you're long gone I guess it must be up to me If I'd thought about it I never would've done it I guess I would've let it slide If I'd paid attention to what others were thinkin' This heart inside me would've died I am just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity Well, someone had to reach for the risin' star I guess it was up to me Well, the Union Central is pullin' out The orchids are in bloom I've only got me one good shirt left And it smells like stale perfume In fourteen months I've only smiled once I didn't do it consciously Somebody's got to find your trail And I guess it must be up to me It was like a revelation When you betrayed me with your touch I'd just about convinced myself That nothin' had changed that much The old Rounder in the iron mask He slipped me the master key Well, somebody had to unlock your heart He said it was up to me Well, I watched you slowly disappear Down into the officers' club I would've followed you in the door But I didn't have a ticket stub So I waited all night long 'til the break of day Hopin' one of us could get free When the dawn came over the river bridge I knew it was up to me Well, the only decent thing I did Was when I worked as a postal clerk I was to haul your pictures down off the wall Near the cage where I used to work I was a fool not to try To protect your identity You looked a little burned out my friend I thought it might be up to me Well, I met somebody face to face I had to remove my hat She's everything I need and love But I can't be swayed by that It frightens me the awful truth Of how sweet life can be But she ain't a-gonna make a move I guess it must be up to me We heard the Sermon on the Mount And I knew it was too complex It didn't amount to anything more Than what a piece of broken glass reflects When you bite off more than you can chew You pay the penalty Somebody's got to tell the tale I guess it must be up to me Well, Dupree came in pimpin' tonight To the Thunderbird Cafe Crystal wanted to talk to him I had to look the other way Now I just can't rest without you love I need your company But you ain't gonna cross the line I guess it must be up to me There's a note left in the bottle You can give it to Estelle She's the one you been wonderin' about There is really nothin' to tell We both heard voices for a while Now the rest is history Well, somebody's got to cry some tears I guess it must be up to me So go on boys and play your hand Life is but a pantomime The ringleaders from the county seat Say you don't have all that much time And the girl with me behind the shades She ain't my property Well, one of us has got to hit the road I guess it must be up to me And if we never meet again Baby then remember me How my lone guitar played sweet for you That old-time melody And the Rickenbacker around my neck I blew it for you for free Well, no one else could play that tune You know it was up to me |
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