This Wheels on Fire — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

If your memry serves you well,

We were goin to meet again and wait,

So Im goin to unpack all my things

And sit before it gets too late.

No man alive will come to you

With another tale to tell,

But you know that we shall meet again

If your memry serves you well.

This wheels on fire,

Rolling down the road,

Best notify my next of kin,

This wheel shall explode!



If your memry serves you well,

I was goin to confiscate your lace,

And wrap it up in a sailors knot

And hide it in your case.

If I knew for sure that it was yours . . .

But it was oh so hard to tell.

But you knew that we would meet again,

If your memry serves you well.

This wheels on fire,

Rolling down the road,

Best notify my next of kin,

This wheel shall explode!



If your memry serves you well,

Youll remember youre the one

That called on me to call on them

To get you your favors done.

And after evry plan had failed

And there was nothing more to tell,

You knew that we would meet again,

If your memry served you well.

This wheels on fire,

Rolling down the road,

Best notify my next of kin,

This wheel shall explode