Blowin' in the Wind - Live

He went to Paris

Looking for answers

To questions that bothered him so

He was impressive

Young and aggressive

Savin' the world on his own

But the warm summer breezes

The French wines and cheeses

Put his ambition at bay

His summers and winters

Scattered like splinters

And four to five years slipped away

Then he went to England

Played the piano

And married an actress named Kim

They had a fine life

She was a good wife

And bore him a young son named Jim

And all of the answers

To all the questions

Locked in his attic one day

'Cause he liked the quiet

Clean country living

And twenty more years slipped away

Well, the war took his baby

Bombs killed his lady

And left him with only one eye

His body was battered

His whole world was shattered

And all he could do was just cry

While the tears were a-fallin'

He was recalling

Answers he never found

So he hopped on a freighter

Skidded the ocean

And left England without a sound

Now he lives in the islands

Fishes the pilings

And drinks his green label each day

Writing his memoirs

Losing his hearing

But he don't care what most people say

"Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion"

If he likes you, he'll smile and he'll say

"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic

But I had a good life all of the way"

And he went to Paris

Looking for answers to questions

That bothered him so