Lyrics:

By Bob Dylan

i Can Hear The Turning Of The Key
i've Been Deceived By The Clown Inside Of Me.
i Thought That He Was Righteous But He's Vain
oh, Something's A-Telling Me I Wear The Ball And Chain.

my Patron Saint Is A-Fighting With A Ghost
he's Always Off Somewhere When I Need Him Most.
the Spanish Moon Is Rising On The Hill
but My Heart Is A-Tellin' Me I Love Ya Still.

i Come Back To The Town From The Flaming Moon
i See You In The Streets, I Begin To Swoon.
i Love To See You Dress Before The Mirror
won't You Let Me In Your Room One Time 'fore I Finally Disappear

everybody's Wearing A Disguise
to Hide What They've Got Left Behind Their Eyes.
but Me, I Can't Cover What I Am
wherever The Children Go I'll Follow Them.

i March In The Parade Of Liberty
but As Long As I Love You I'm Not Free.
how Long Must I Suffer Such Abuse
won't You Let Me See You Smile One Time Before I Turn You Loose

i've Given Up The Game, I've Got To Leave,
the Pot Of Gold Is Only Make-Believe.
the Treasure Can't Be Found By Men Who Search
whose Gods Are Dead And Whose Queens Are In The Church.

we Sat In An Empty Theater And We Kissed,
i Asked Ya Please To Cross Me Off-A Your List.
my Head Tells Me It's Time To Make A Change
but My Heart Is Telling Me I Love Ya But You're Strange.

one More Time At Midnight, Near The Wall
take Off Your Heavy Make-Up And Your Shawl.
won't You Descend From The Throne, From Where You Sit
let Me Feel Your Love One More Time Before I Abandon It.