Bob Dylan Is Great

Bob Dylan is great And he is real mate He started out like Woodie Guthrie But only roughly He told us the answer was in the wind He was all so thin He went electric and creative It went hectic and stimulative He was called Judas and booed off stage The crowds were in a rage He fell off his motorbike And things changed again with a strike He hid in a basement Curing his ailment Then he returned to the watchtower With even more power He knocked on heaven's door And he was back to his fore He split with Sara And made a movie about a Clara There was blood on the tracks But he reached a new climax He got lost in religion And hovered around like a pigeon He took a slow train And soon started to regain He became a shooting star No signs of any scars Even though the world had gone wrong He still sang his song Then came 'Time out of Mind' Nothing like it of any kind Lots of things had changed But in a sense it was just rearranged Roll on Bob But watch your fob Then came the Nobel Prize For us it was no surprise Bob Dylan is Great And bloody real mate Bob Dylan is great Bob Dylan is unreal mate