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John Wesley Harding
Bob Dylan Lyrics


John Wesley Harding
Was a friend to the poor
He traveled with a gun in every hand
All along this countryside
He opened a many a door
But he was never known
To hurt an honest man

It was down in Chaynee County
A time they talk about
With his lady by his side
He took a stand
And soon the situation there
Was all but straightened out
For he was always known
To lend a helping hand

All across the telegraph
His name it did resound
But no charge held against him
Could they prove
And there was no man around
Who could track or chain him down
He was never known
To make a foolish move

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Written by: BOB DYLAN

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g gelotto

your interpretation is wonderful, but I would like to see images of you, not just audio.

g gelotto

la tua interpretazione è meravigliosa, ma mi piacerebbe vedere immagini di te, non solo audio.

Daniele Brillo

Ci penso!

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