Long Time Gone Lyrics
| Song | Long Time Gone |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | The Bootleg Series Vol. 9 - The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| LONG TIME GONE | |
| (Bob Dylan; revised wording and arrangement by O.V. Michaelsen) | |
| My parents raised me tenderly, I was their only son; | |
| My mind got mixed with wanderin' when I was much too young. | |
| Was just a kid of thirteen years when I first left my home; | |
| Been a long time comin', Ma, I'll be a long time gone. | |
| On a road through south New Mexico, in the dust and rolling sage, | |
| I thought I'd try to find some work, but they said I was young of age. | |
| My eyes, they burned, when I heard, “Go home where you belong.�? | |
| Been a long time comin' and I'll be a long time gone. | |
| Many times by the highway side I tried to flag a ride. | |
| With bloodshot eyes and gritting teeth, I'd watch the cars roll by. | |
| In the empty air, my only guide, I traveled on alone, | |
| Been a long time comin' and I'll be a long time gone. | |
| You might see me on your crossroads, when I'll be passing through, | |
| And dream you'll one day follow as I drift beyond your view, | |
| Destined for a journey that will never lead me home— | |
| Been a long time comin' and I'll be a long time gone. | |
| If I could help one drifter on this long, relentless road, | |
| I'd warn him of its random ways and the dangers it might hold, | |
| But I know I ain't no prophet and I ain't no prophet's son— | |
| Just a long time comin' and I'll be a long time gone. | |
| So you can have your beauty when skin-deep, it only lies, | |
| And you can have your youthhood, it will fade before your eyes. | |
| When my roving days are through, just carve upon my stone: | |
| “Been a long time comin' and I'll be a long time gone.�? |
| LONG TIME GONE | |
| Bob Dylan revised wording and arrangement by O. V. Michaelsen | |
| My parents raised me tenderly, I was their only son | |
| My mind got mixed with wanderin' when I was much too young. | |
| Was just a kid of thirteen years when I first left my home | |
| Been a long time comin', Ma, I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| On a road through south New Mexico, in the dust and rolling sage, | |
| I thought I' d try to find some work, but they said I was young of age. | |
| My eyes, they burned, when I heard, " Go home where you belong.? | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| Many times by the highway side I tried to flag a ride. | |
| With bloodshot eyes and gritting teeth, I' d watch the cars roll by. | |
| In the empty air, my only guide, I traveled on alone, | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| You might see me on your crossroads, when I' ll be passing through, | |
| And dream you' ll one day follow as I drift beyond your view, | |
| Destined for a journey that will never lead me home | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| If I could help one drifter on this long, relentless road, | |
| I' d warn him of its random ways and the dangers it might hold, | |
| But I know I ain' t no prophet and I ain' t no prophet' s son | |
| Just a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| So you can have your beauty when skindeep, it only lies, | |
| And you can have your youthhood, it will fade before your eyes. | |
| When my roving days are through, just carve upon my stone: | |
| " Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone.? |
| LONG TIME GONE | |
| Bob Dylan revised wording and arrangement by O. V. Michaelsen | |
| My parents raised me tenderly, I was their only son | |
| My mind got mixed with wanderin' when I was much too young. | |
| Was just a kid of thirteen years when I first left my home | |
| Been a long time comin', Ma, I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| On a road through south New Mexico, in the dust and rolling sage, | |
| I thought I' d try to find some work, but they said I was young of age. | |
| My eyes, they burned, when I heard, " Go home where you belong.? | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| Many times by the highway side I tried to flag a ride. | |
| With bloodshot eyes and gritting teeth, I' d watch the cars roll by. | |
| In the empty air, my only guide, I traveled on alone, | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| You might see me on your crossroads, when I' ll be passing through, | |
| And dream you' ll one day follow as I drift beyond your view, | |
| Destined for a journey that will never lead me home | |
| Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| If I could help one drifter on this long, relentless road, | |
| I' d warn him of its random ways and the dangers it might hold, | |
| But I know I ain' t no prophet and I ain' t no prophet' s son | |
| Just a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone. | |
| So you can have your beauty when skindeep, it only lies, | |
| And you can have your youthhood, it will fade before your eyes. | |
| When my roving days are through, just carve upon my stone: | |
| " Been a long time comin' and I' ll be a long time gone.? |
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