He Was Robert Zimmermann
There is a tale i often tell
About a boy who chained the world
With his own hand
The became old and lost his grace
And every moment drew a line
On his face
And is no holiday
Just like bob dylan
He was rober zimmerman
Just a boy youth is richness
Youth is art
You can fail a million times
But you're gonna rise up
Right now i'm a young man
And my blood is compromised
Not cigarettes or drinks
Death comes cause of life and it's no holiday
Mr. bob dylan
He was robert zimmerman
Just a boy discovering life
Mr. bob dylan
He was robert zimmerman
Just a boy
Discovering life
Just a boy
Discovering life
