Speedy Justice - Bob Dylan

I've got mixed up confustion, I believe it's killing me
Well, there's too many people, and they're all too hard to please
My shots in my hand, babe, I'm walking down the line
I'm looking for a woman with a head mixed up like mine
I'm too old to lose, babe, I'm too lost to win
And I feel like a stranger in the skin I'm living in
I'm walking, I'm wondering, my poor feet don't ever stop
I seen my reflection in the window of a shut-down pawnshop
If I had just one regret for living in this world too long
well, I once had it all right, now I keep getting everything wrong
Well, I've mixed up confusion, I believe it's killing me
There's too many people, and they're all too hard to please

Written by:
Bryan Bridges, Robert Zimmerman

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