Left Handed
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Written by Bob Dylan. This is legend, 'Boss' Bruce Springsteen's version.
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Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
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We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin'
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As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun;
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Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom flashin'
GFlashin' for the warriors whose Fstrength is not to fight;
FFlasFhin' for the refDmugees on their uGnarmed road of flight.
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And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
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We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Well, in the cGity's melted fFurnace unexFpectedly we watched
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With faces hidden here while the walls were tightenin'
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As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain;
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Dissolved into the wild bales of lightnin'
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Yeah, tollin' for the rebel, yeah, tollin' for the raked
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Tollin' for the luckless, the abandoned and forsaked.
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Yeah, tollin' for the outcasts burnin' constantly at stakes
FAnd we gazed upFon the chiGmes of fFreedom flashin'
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Oh yeah! (instrumental solo)
GAnd then throuFgh a cloud-Flike curtain in a far off corner flashed
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There's a hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin'
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Well, electric light still struck like arrows
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Fired but for the ones condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
GWell, tollin' for the searching ones on this speechless, Fsecret trail
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For the lonesome haunted lovers with too personal a tale.
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And for each young heart for each channeled soul misplaced inside a jail
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Yeah, we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
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Well, starry eyed and laughin' I recall when we were caught,
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Trapped by an old track of vows for the hands suspended
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As we listened one last time, and we watched with one last look
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Spellbound and swallowed "Has the tollin' ended?"
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Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
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For the countless, confused, accused, misused strung out ones at worst.
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And for every hung out person in the whole wide universe
We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Uh uh uh... (to end)
Enjoy!