Black Crow Blues

Woke in the mornin', wanderin' Weary and worn out I woke in the mornin', wanderin' Weary and worn out Wishin' my long-lost lover Would walk to me, talk to me Tell me what it's all about I was standin' at the side road Listenin' to the billboard knock Standin' at the side road Listenin' to the billboard knock Well, my wrist was empty But my nerves were kickin' Tickin' like a clock If I got anything you need, babe Let me tell you in front If I got anything you need, babe Let me tell you in front You can come to me sometime Night time, day time Any time you want Sometimes I'm thinkin' I'm too high to fall Sometimes I'm thinkin' I'm much too high to fall Other times I'm thinkin' I'm so low I don't know If I can come up at all Black crows in the meadow Sleeping across a broad highway Black crows in the meadow Across a broad highway Though it's funny, honey I'm out of touch, don't feel much Like a Scarecrow today --- Black Crow Blues - Bob Dylan