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by Bob Dylan on album 50 Baladas de Rock
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Ace of Clubs
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album White Dove
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Another Self Portrait (1969-1971): The Bootleg Series, Volume 10
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Folk Rogue
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album The Original Mono Recordings
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album The Original Mono Recordings
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album The Bootleg Series, Volume 6: Live 1964: Concert at Philharmonic Hall
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album The Bootleg Series, Volume 6: Live 1964: Concert at Philharmonic Hall
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Hollywood Bowl 1965
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Live 1961–2000: Thirty-Nine Years of Great Concert Performances
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album 1980-11-10: Fox Warfield Theatre, San Francisco, CA, USA
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album A Musical Retrospective (disc 3)
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album 1965 Revisited
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us
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by Bob Dylan on album Beyond Here Lies Nothin': The Collection
Ramona, come closer, shut softly your watery eyes The pangs of your sadness will pass as your senses will rise For the flowers of the city, though breathlike, get deathlike sometimes And there's no us