Hey! Mr. T ambourine Man, p lay a song for me,
I'm not s leepy and there i s no place
I'm g oing to.
Hey! Mr. Tam bourine Man, pla y a song for me,
In the j ingle-jangle morn ing I'll come
fo llowin' you.
Though i know the evenings e mpire has
re turned into sand
Va nished from my hand
Left me b lindly here to stan d but
st ill not sleeping
My weer iness a mazes me, im b randed on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the a ncient empty stre ets
too de ad for dreaming
Hey! Mr. T ambourine Man, p lay a song for me,
I'm not s leepy and there i s no place
I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tam bourine Man, pla y a song for me,
In the j ingle-jangle morn ing
I'll come f ollowin' y ou.
Take me on a t rip upon
your m agic swirling ship
My s enses have been stri pped, my h ands
can't feel to grip
My t oes too numb to step ,
wait o nly for my boot heels
To be wanderin'
Im r eady to go a nywhere im r eady for to fade
Int o my own parade , cast your d ancing
spell my way
I promise to go under it
Hey! Mr. T ambourine Man, p lay a song for me,
I'm not s leepy and there i s no place
I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tam bourine Man, pla y a song for me,
In the j ingle-jangle morn ing
I'll c ome followin' you.
Though you migh t hear laughing, spinning
Swinging m adly across the sun,
Its not a imed at anyone,
its just esc aping on the run
And but f or the sky,
there are no fe nces facing
And if y ou hear vague t races of s kipping
reels of rhyme
To your t ambourine in time ,
its just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't p ay it any mind ,
its just a shadow you're
Se eing that he's chasing
Hey! Mr. T ambourine Man,
pl ay a song for me,
I'm not s leepy and there i s no place
I'm g oing to.
Hey! Mr. Tam bourine Man,
pla y a song for me,
In the j ingle-jangle morn ing
I'll come f ollowin' y ou.
Then take me disappe aring through the s moke
rings of my mind
Down the f oggy ruins of time ,
far p ast the frozen leaves
Th er haunted frightened tree s,
out t o the windy beach
Far f rom the twisted reac h of cr azy sorrow
Yes, to danc e beneath the d iamond
sky with o ne hand waving free
Silhoue tted by the sea, circled
by the circus sands
With all m emory and fate ,
driven d eep beneath the wave s,
Let me forge t about toda y until to mmorow
Hey! Mr. T ambourine Man,
pl ay a song for me,
I'm not s leepy and there i s
no place I'm g oing to.
Hey! Mr. Tam bourine Man,
pla y a song for me,
In the j ingle-jangle morn ing
I'll come f ollowin' y ou.

























