Silvio

Stake my future on a hell of a past

Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast

Ain't complaining 'bout what I got

Seen better times, but who has not?

.

Silvio

Silver and gold

Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold

Silvio

I gotta go

Find out something only dead men know

.

Honest as the next jade rolling that stone

When I come knocking don't throw me no bone

I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home

If you don't like it you can leave me alone

.

I can snap my fingers and require the rain

From a clear blue sky and turn it off again

I can stroke your body and relieve your pain

And charm the whistle off an evening train

.

I give what I got until I got no more

I take what I get until I even the score

You know I love you and furthermore

When it's time to go you got an open door

.

I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain

You give something up for everything you gain

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain

Pay for your ticket and don't complain

.

One of these days and it won't be long

Going down in the valley and sing my song

I will sing it loud and sing it strong

Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

.

Silvio

Silver and gold

Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold

Silvio

I gotta go

Find out something only dead men know

.

by Bob Dylan and Robert Hunter

Copyright 1988 Special Rider Music and Ice Nine Music

First release: Down in the Groove, 1988

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