Dylan, Bob - To Ramona

C                                              G  G7
Ramona come closer, shut softly your watery eyes
    G                                                    C
The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise
    F                                                       G     G7
The flowers of the city, though breathlike get deathlike at times
    G 
And there's no use in tryin' to deal with the dyin'
                                C      C
Though I cannot explain that in lines.

(Repeat for all other verses)


Your cracked country lips, I still wish to kiss
As to be under the strength of your skin
Your magnetic movements still capture the minutes I'm in
But it grieves my heart love to see you tryin to be a part of
A world that just don't exsist
It's all just a dream babe, a vacuum, a scheme babe 
That sucks you into feeling like this

I can see that your head has been twisted and fed
By worthless foam from the mouth
I can tell you are torn between staying and returning on back to the south
You've been fooled into thinking that the finishing end is at hand
Yet there's no one to beat you, no one to defeat you
Cept the thought of yourself feelin' bad

I've heard you say many times that you're better than no one 
And no one is better than you
If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win 
and nothing to lose
>From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
That hype you and type you making you feel
That you gotta be just like them

I'd forever talk to you but soon my words 
would turn into a meaningless ring
For deep in my heart I know there's no help I can bring
Everything passes, everything changes
Just do what you think you should do
And someday maybe, who knows baby
I'll come and be crying to you.