Bob Dylan & Roger McGuinn
from The Bootleg Series Vol.5, 2002
Mama wipe the blood off my face
I can't see through it any more
I need someone to talk to and a new hiding place
Feel like I'm looking out of heaven's door
Mama I can hear that thunder roll
Echoing down from God's distant shore
I can hear them calling for my soul
Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door
I can't see through it any more
I need someone to talk to and a new hiding place
Feel like I'm looking out of heaven's door
Mama I can hear that thunder roll
Echoing down from God's distant shore
I can hear them calling for my soul
Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door