Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain, That could hold you dear lady from going insane (Bob Dylan, Tombstone Blues)

het vlies

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R. 28 vandaag!

No, there’s nothin’ you can send me, my own true love
There’s nothin’ I wish to be ownin’
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Bob Dylan, uit: Boots Of Spanish Leather

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