How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man?
Are birds free from the chains of the skyway?
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship. Live at the Newport Folk Festival. 1964
But I’ll see you in the sky above, In the tall grass, in the ones I love, You're gonna make me lonesome when you go.
May your wishes all come true May you always do for others And let others do for you May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung
