Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream Written by: Dylan I was riding on the Mayflower When thought spied some land yelled for Captain Arab have yuh understand Who came running to deck Said “Boys forget whale Look over yonder Cut engines Change sail Haul bowline” We sang that melody Like all tough sailors do they are far away at sea “I think I’ll call it America” said as we hit took a deep breath fell down could not stand he started Writing up deeds He said “Let’s set fort And start buying place with beads” Just then this cop comes down street Crazy loon throw us in jail For carryin’ harpoons Ah me busted out Don’t even ask how went get help walked by Guernsey cow directed To Bowery slums Where people carried signs around Saying “Ban bums” jumped right into line Sayin’ hope I’m late” realized hadn’t eaten five days straight restaurant Lookin’ cook told them editor Of famous etiquette book The waitress handsome wore powder blue cape ordered suzette “Could you please make crepe” whole kitchen exploded From boilin’ fat Food flying everywhere left without my hat Now didn’t mean be nosy But bank bail boys back tank They asked collateral pulled pants threw alley girl from France invited her house went but she had friend knocked robbed boots again Well rapped upon With U.S. flag display got friends way” man says “Get of here tear limb limb” “You know refused Jesus too” “You’re Him Get before break your bones ain’t pop” decided him arrested looking ran outside hopped inside cab other door This Englishman “Fab” As saw leap hot dog chariot stood Parked across building Advertising brotherhood through front hobo sailor does just funeral parlor who repeated Were jail sigh gave his card “Call if die” shook hand and goodbye Ran bowling ball road off feet A pay phone ringing It about blew mind picked hello foot time fed At tryin’ stab bringin’ any flip coin either heads or tails Would let should go Back ship So hocked suit rhymed sails made parkin’ ticket mast ripping shreds coastguard boat past name “Captain Kidd” believed wanted What exactly did Pope Eruke employed were very paranoid last heard stuck That married deputy Sheriff funniest thing leavin’ bay three ships a-sailin’ heading way captain what come drive truck Columbus “Good luck”