by Bob Dylan



Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside,

They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide.

I live in another world where life and death are memorized,

Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes.



A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer,

Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere.

But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise,

Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes.



They tell me to be discreet for all intended purposes,

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.

But I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized,

All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.



Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a drunken man is at the wheel,

Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of speed and steel.

Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies,

A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark eyes.