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I first heard this song in a helicopter over Vietnam. It was a Friday.
update: Thanks for frontpage NG! Also, that is not Black in the corner, I wish no violence to come to her or anyone related with this.
Dylan's versions the best XD
Hilarious, all hail Dylan :P
is the dead girl :DDDDDDDDD
No one's addressed the matter of the dead girl in the corner or Bob's creepy tongue flick :O
Way better than the original
This is a version that I actually liked. It doesn't seem so attention-whorish or forced, just cool and relaxed.
Thank you for the best version out there..
Although you couldn't change the lyrics, which suck.. Good job!
I was a boy when I first heard this...
My father and I were out in the fields. It was a hard day. I had brought our radio out there to make the hours bearable--most of it was filled with static. I laughed as this song came clear across. Overjoyed. But my father--my father moved swift and struck hard. I was on the ground in an instant, and as the sweat stung the swelling in my eye, I looked up to see him smashing the radio with a fury I had never suspected him of having. He walked away, crying.
That night he drank. Three times over...each swirl of the bottle brought another tirade of fists and words. Against me, against himself, against god and his country. And against those commie bastards in Vietnam.
My father shot himself the next morning. A Friday morning.
Thanks for digging up old memories, jerk.
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