Well, they're not showing any lights tonight
And there's no moon
There's just a hot-blooded singer
Singing "Memphis in June"
While they're beating the devil out of a guy
Who's wearing a powder-blue wig
Later he'll be shot
For resisting arrest
I can still hear his voice crying
In the wilderness
What looks large from a distance
Close up ain't never that big
Never could learn to drink that blood
And call it wine.
Never could learn to hold you, love
And call you mine.
Dylan, from Tight Connection to my Heart (Has Anybody Seen my Love?) - buy it here