Bob Dylan
Buckets of Rain
Buckets of rain, buckets of tears
Got all them buckets coming out of my ears
Buckets of moonbeams in my hand
You got all the love, honey baby, I can stand

I've been meek and hard like an oak
I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive and friends will disappear
But if you want me, honey baby, I'll be here

I like the smile in your fingertips
I like the way you move your hips
I like the cool way you look at me
And everything about you is bringing me misery

Little red wagon, little red bike
I ain't no monkey but I know what I like
I like the way you love me strong and slow
I'm taking you with me, honey baby, when I go

Life is sad, life is a bust
All you can do is do what you must
You do what you must do, and you do it well
I'll do it for you, honey baby, can't you tell?
I'll do it for you, honey baby, can't you tell?