Songwriter: Bob Dylan

Producer: David Rawlings

I can see the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
I thought that he was righteous, but he's vain
Oh, something's telling me I wear the ball and chain

My patron saint is fighting with a ghost
He's always off somewhere when I need him most
The Spanish moon is rising on the hill
But my heart is tellin' me I love you still

Come back to the town from the flaming moon
I see you in the streets, I begin to swoon
I love to see you dress before the mirror
Won't you let me in your room one time before I finally disappear?

Everybody's wearing a disguise
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes
But me, I can't cover what I am
Wherever children go, I'll follow them

I march in the parade of liberty
But as long as I love you, I'm not free
How long must I suffer such abuse?
Won't you let me see your smile before I turn you loose?

I've given up the game, I've got to leave
The treasure can't be found, it's make-believe
The pot of gold is found by men who search
Whose gods are dead and whose queens are in the church

Now we sat in an empty theater and we kissed
I asked you please to cross me off your list
My head tells me it's time to make a change
But my heart is telling me I love you, but you're strange

So one more time at midnight near the wall
Take off your heavy make-up and your shawl
Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?
Let me feel your love one more time before I...

Gillian Welch

Hailing from sunny Los Angeles, California, Gillian Howard Welch will have you believing 2-3 songs in that she was born right on the dirty bare pinewood floor of her Grandpappy's cabin, nestled somewhere in the heart of rural Appalachia. Welch got her start in music at a very young age.

"...As a child, she played the piano and the drums but gave them

up because she didn’t like being confined to whatever room the

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