(Bob Dylan)

Perhaps it’s the color of the sun cut flat
and coverin' the crossroads I’m standing at
or maybe it’s the weather or something like that
but mama you been on my mind

I do not mean you trouble, don’t put me down, don’t get upset
I am not pleadin?or sayin?I can’t forget you
I do not pace the floor, bowed down and bent, but yet
mama you been on my mind

Even tho?my eyes are hazy
and my thoughts they might be narrow
where you been don’t bother me, or bring me down with sorrow
I don’t even mind where you be wakin?up tomorrow
but mama you been on my mind

I’m not asking you to say words like yes or no
Please understand me, I’ve no place I’m calling you to go
I’m just whisperin?to myself so I can pretend that I don’t know

To be continued...