UP TO ME
(Bob Dylan)
Everything went from bad to worse, money never changed a
thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down, at least I heard your bluebird sing
Now somebody's got to show their hand, time is an
enemy
I know you're long gone
I guess it must be up to me
If I'd thought about it I never would've done
it, I guess I would've let it slide
If I'd lived my life by what others were
thinkin', the heart inside me would've
died
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced
insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star
I guess it was up to me
Oh, the Union Central is pullin' out and the orchids are in
bloom
I've only got me one good shirt left and it smells of stale
perfume
In fourteen months I've only smiled once and I didn't do it
consciously
Somebody's got to find your trail
I guess it must be up to me
It was like a revelation when you betrayed me with your
touch
I'd just about convinced myself that
nothin' had changed that much
The old Rounder in the iron mask slipped me the master
key
Somebody had to unlock your heart
He said it was up to me
Well, I watched you slowly disappear down into the
officers' club
I would've followed you in the door but I didn't have a ticket
stub
So I waited all night 'til the break of day,
hopin' one of us could get free
When the dawn came over the river bridge
I knew it was up to me
Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk
Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to
work
Was I a fool or not to try to protect your
identity?
You looked a little burned out, my
friend
I thought it might be up to me
Well, I met somebody face to face and I had to remove my hat
She's everything I need and love but I can't be swayed by
that
It frightens me, the awful truth of how sweet life can
be
But she ain't a-gonna make me move
I guess it must be up to me
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too
complex
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass
reflects
When you bite off more than you can chew you pay the
penalty
Somebody's got to tell the tale
I guess it must be up to me
Well, Dupree came in pimpin' tonight to the Thunderbird Cafe
Crystal wanted to talk to him, I had to look the other way
Well, I just can't rest without you,
love, I need your company
But you ain't a-gonna cross the line
I guess it must be up to me
There's a note left in the bottle, you can give it to Estelle
She's the one you been wond'rin' about, but there's really
nothin' much to tell
We both heard voices for a while, now the rest is
history
Somebody's got to cry some tears
I guess it must be up to me
So go on, boys, and play your hands, life is a
pantomime
The ringleaders from the county seat say you don't have all that much time
And the girl with me behind the shades, she ain't my
property
One of us has got to hit the road
I guess it must be up to me
And if we never meet again, baby, remember
me
How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old-time
melody
And the harmonica around my neck, I blew it for
you, free
No one else could play that tune
You know it was up to me
Copyright 1974 Ram's Horn Music
Roger McGuinn "Cardiff Rose" 1976
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