Bob Dylan - Mixed Up Confusion - Текст песни

I got mixed up confusion

Man, it's a-killin' me

Well, there's too many people

And they're all too hard to please

Well, my hat's in my hand

Babe, I'm walkin' down the line

An' I'm lookin' for a woman

Whose head's mixed up like mine

Well, my head's full of questions

My temp'rature's risin' fast

Well, I'm lookin' for some answers

But I don't know who to ask

But I'm walkin' and wonderin'

And my poor feet don't ever stop

Seein' my reflection

I'm hung over, hung down, hung up!